classroom full of broken meteoroids
crashing somewhere
minds in different galaxies
and eyes on different stars
milky way veins bleed into the universe
yet something is missing.
core of the sun is my brain
where everything builds
and suddenly a supernova
spacebound rockets of tears
and a room full of tiny stars
slowly burning out of energy
to make it another day.
shout out to AmazingArianna for this idea to spark. poetry is nice.
