( via / me )

In the Court of the Crimson King.

Chicxulub alarm
Calm cerulean smile
Bring the rainbow snarl
   Another time
Maybe we can furl the gleam

Love’s the luck that counts
War a crime that pays
Chicxulub allows
   These blue complaints
Spattered on the burning air

Oracle of dust & firestorm
Chicxulub alarm

"The underworld listens to us through blades of grass."

dry garden
on my eyeball world
love that whirls
at sunset
polished umber floors suspend
bread crusts in mid-chew

Love My Way.