Rising Infection
In sweltering swamps, you seethe And sweat. Shedding layers to Acclimatise to the rising heat, Learning to bask in the warmth Of its embrace as
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Contaminated Land
Ancient submerged volcanoes Rise up from the ocean floor, Their tips littering the landscape As tremendous shadows of the past Cast a barely visible film
Daylight Transmission
You sleep beneath a throbbing blanket, A whining drone that cuts through the night Like a monotonous call to prayer; Serrated sounds that test the
Growing Dark in the Cold
Beneath the dewy grass you seep, Wispy tendrils splayed out as complex Networks of finely-woven threads. Breaking through the earthy tomes Your tempting fruits throb
The Dance of the Dung Beetle
A sharp aroma seeps across the sky, You scurry to its source; Working quickly to carefully craft A sustaining sphere of pungent spice. With cargo
Deep-sea Tremors
From buried cracks And open wounds Shrouded scales Begin to seep. Cutting across murky waters Into buried memories And forgotten half-truths, Inky fingerprints Preserve their
A Thawing Habitat
Your barren canvas stretches Tightly across forgotten states; Caught between unforgiving waves And starry mountain peaks, Your pulse beats unhurriedly In this hibernation of solitude.
Bewildered Blooms
Hidden behind the fragility Of a sub-Antarctic archipelago, A speck of shamrock shimmers On a sea of turquoise. Exploding into life this fleck Becomes
Glowing Green
Breathe in. Your crown of precious hues Glimmers in the setting sun; A steadfast declaration that Your appearance will not be Ordained by the passing
A Scavenging Song
Sea air shimmers in the evening haze; The gentle rays from a setting sun Reflect the remnants of the passing storm, Cascading skywards in prismic