#visionarydoom

[robotladyart]

“Skullflower Vision”

The third eye blooms like a fever dream.

Inside it, a violet skull grins,

preaching in tongues of smoke and honey.

The sky hums red.

The ground sways green.

And somewhere between sin and starlight,

we drink from the well of ruin and call it holy.

Gaze long enough and the colors start singing—

a hymn you can’t unhear.

1992