Thunder’s anthem unwinds
while we dust a new sand
from this skin. Our limbs
have lost their velvet. We
contour a long-gone sun,
exchange longing for another
day. We’ll reflect its flame.
Thunder’s anthem unwinds
while we dust a new sand
from this skin. Our limbs
have lost their velvet. We
contour a long-gone sun,
exchange longing for another
day. We’ll reflect its flame.