A lament
Trees suck the breath
Out of my lungs
Graceful music
Cracks my ear drums
Citrus fruit sours
And blackens my tongue
Bird beaks open
And suck in my songs
Surging flood waters
Change soil to sand
A wisp of a feather
Shatters my hand
An inverted world
Sets its might
To stop my journey
To the other side
Final part is published on 4th September 2026


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