night's cold finger darkness lingers on your spine, old jack dancing icewater turned glass backbone as you slide through thin-ice cracks, glide-skating waiting for the slow-dawn rising
© Michael Raven
shamanic word nomad
night's cold finger darkness lingers on your spine, old jack dancing icewater turned glass backbone as you slide through thin-ice cracks, glide-skating waiting for the slow-dawn rising
© Michael Raven