LaniakeaA Poem by SleeplessVolcano
Oh Laniakea
mother of all mothers this gray-scale speck of dust today ponders your glorious super-cluster Your motion of cosmic oceans makes my blood flow anti-clockwise your cosmic expansion tickles my funny bones until the humor is gone and all that's left is unadulterated awe. Come to me, my immeasurable heaven. Rescue me from this blue and green hell Give me the morning shift and I promise that I'll be a good star. © 2018 SleeplessVolcanoAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on September 4, 2018 Last Updated on September 4, 2018 AuthorSleeplessVolcanoAbout"In the end there doesn't have to be anyone who understands you. There just has to be someone who wants to". Robert Brault Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life. ~ Pablo Pica.. more..Writing
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