Upon Viewing The World

We’re all in the dark
and it’s not early
Maybe not too late
We sleep in narrow beds
in rooms shimmering
and burning from a sickhearted
moon.
The stars reflect a defective hue.
We long for a powerful eclipse
or for a comet to appear.
Angels feet on fire.

Thinking our world is woven
by the fragile string of fate.
We waste the moonlight.
Gazing at static air.

-Tosha Michelle

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19 thoughts on “Upon Viewing The World

  1. Such deep verses. “Thinking our world is woven, by the fragile string of fate”: those ones in particular truly resonated with me… I guess we are always trying to reach trascendence… maybe it is a way to “deny” that inexorable fate… Have a great week! 😉

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