Sinking –
A melt like falling,
As reality fades
Within its cryptic shades
Is your moment
That unexpectedly
Isn’t afraid.
February 24th, 2018 § 0 comments
Sinking –
A melt like falling,
As reality fades
Within its cryptic shades
Is your moment
That unexpectedly
Isn’t afraid.
Tagged apod, astrophotography, Eric coles, first light machine, Mel helm, Relatively quantum poetry, Space poetry, stars
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