One day sets for the gallows.
One day for rests we fear.
One shriek to shun all mellows.
One path to a farther near.
Sail away on many a memory,
seeking a lost time’s seal.
Folding consciousness into reverie.
Numbing wounds that never heal.
Wander a last forsaken earth,
shelter it is for falling gods.
Lonelier again by a willful girth,
mightier be your failing odds.
One day sets for the gallows.
One day for rests we fear.
One laugh against all hallows.
One spit to drown all dears.
All artwork is courtesy of Rana Ashraf.
