If we didn't look up to our
own flesh and bones,
Would we be of irreverent existence?
Did we want to stay hidden in the shadows of non-believers who made their life up just to follow the steps of someone they were not?
Am I too mean when I speak this way?
Or Do you think about this everyday?
We float in the abyss of space and time, not being able to control our own piece of mind.
We were the Cetus of this liquified Milky Way, dicing into every world we could.
—NOTVANTE
YOU ARE READING
C.PULLO {IV}✔️
شِعرIn which I write of what could be pasts, presents, and futures; ©️NOTVANTE
