flowers in my lungs
not even
this pool of tears
can drown me enough
to lose my breath.
maybe
i need to
cry an ocean
and then it will be
enough
to fill my lungs
with water
and let them burst
like flowers blooming
on a spring day.
—maybe if i cry an atlantic ocean.
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how the universe works
Poetry"how does the universe work?" you asked me. i paused and thought for a moment. after a while, i decided on the truth. "you can never know. even if you learn it through the pain, you'll still be unable to know how the universe truly works. the univer...
