firth time

the sky is so low today
i can reach it with my hand
rake the lightning from the clouds
make a crown of electric thorns

the fog is arcane today
i can absorb it with my skin
get gnostic by osmosis
wet in the haar of angel stranding

the sand is so sonant today
i can hear it with my feet
till with toes between the grains
fill to sprig from unheard prayers

and here i am, another day
walking free among the dunes
i’m the arrester and catalyst
time and tide wait for no god

Firth Time

by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2022

23 thoughts on “firth time”

  2. Aha! I found your follow button. I’ll be seeing more of you from now on. I followed you under a few different names 10-15 years ago. But I cannot remember my own names. Sorry.

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