Vanish
a feather drifts sprawling beneath the moon gluttony swells in the belly of night and a silver lake trembles with borrowed light lilies curl in the quiet of dusk one shadow lingers at the door as whispers slip between the cracks and i drink the silence of waiting stars and i forget the weight of my name and i become the hush itself
...vanish
**smittenbypoetrygame** This was a fun one Mark!












