Alone, in our fear –
Of its subtle dark,
Strike
We see, in our selves –
A diffraction starved,
Spike.
October 30th, 2021 § 0 comments
Alone, in our fear –
Of its subtle dark,
Strike
We see, in our selves –
A diffraction starved,
Spike.
Tagged apod, astrophotography, first light machine, John Chumack, Mirach, Relatively quantum poetry
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