lizard tails and tail feathers
our hearts lined in trees
bloodstone inside and
marching square toes
in steel rings and bootblack
down the horizon roads
scented with burnout:
come night, she sings
lizard tails and tail feathers
our hearts lined in trees
bloodstone inside and
marching square toes
in steel rings and bootblack
down the horizon roads
scented with burnout:
come night, she sings
3 responses to “horizon roads”
Love the heart lined with trees. There’s something to walking at night a treed lined street. And the horizon roads…that fantastic.
Thanks Bob. I agree, a street with a full canopy at night is something else, isn’t it?
Definitely. There’s something transformative about it.