#cairnrocks
Every break of promised bond
rotting chips of ursine oak.
Cracking cairnrocks chocking fronds
of teeth and tongues seeking folk
who dare forget our pact
that locks me twain the rods of brass.
Rules unkenned, bearing lacked,
found wanting. Gaol brittle. Glass.

#poetry #sublime #horror
April 9, 2025 at 9:54 PM