in the fields of elysium
the stars, the sea, and sleep.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Jumping Into a Black Hole
I'd stretch the atomic train,
I'd bear the seconds of pain,
For even less of memory
And watch growing galaxies,
Bursting bright to live and die.
While at home,
I'd be your darkness,
Standing still in your black sky.
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