Thursday, June 4, 2020

Breaking Out

Breaking Out
aka my god it's full of sars

A glance out the port
The dusty glass, a cat's blue eye

Begin the ritual of protection
End the void within my gloves one finger at a time
Thinking on the moment space makes a man, a boy
tumbled in waves of cold elation

A step out.
How gently the absorbing darkness
Puts all the zero in my bones

followed by more
To close the inconsolable distances
In what we lose
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