Cosmic Zappai

letting her hair down distant stars fall in mourning exploding silence

Shadow on the Plain – Pt. 1

Retreat There’s something hidden here. Insidious, taking root in the erosion of my perception. I feel it, squirming uproariously, undulating with the cacophony of manic thoughts echoing behind heavy lids. It disrupts my sleep. Calls to me from the fringe of troubled dreams. Such visions it bestows upon me in the refuge of unconscious thought,…