Poems from Wanderling

Mechanical Earth
I’ve seen spires circle ever higher, Pierce the sweet air, And pin drifting clouds amid amaranth and azure skies. I wonder at the...
Discordant Mindscapes.
Do my fingertips dare to scrawl, Ink bleeding, dripping down. Unending as the sea opens it’s great maw to swallow me, the convulsions of...