Spaces

Worlds

Staring into the infinite space between consciousness and lack thereof, 

perusing the shimmering in the sky, in one's eyes, getting lost above 

Caring about the indefinite idea of living in the world and one's death, 

amusing is the idea of the contemplation of some suicide, no more breath 

Bearing all the weight of space, a gravitational pull made by curiosity, 

losing all the sense of stability in one's life and lifting away all atrocities 

Blaring does the alarms in the mind, in one's own little world, own space, 

diffusing oneself through energies, through everywhere... away to waste 

Author's Note

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Reviews

[duff]

Very atmospheric. Your words set a tranquil stage and your able to read at ease. Imaginative and well done.