the sky caving in like a cliff edge
black all around except for the valley
ethereal
yet grounding
suddenly
the heavens open up
and the land is seen again
we no longer sail on the sea of black clouds
but coast along the edge of light
almost bumping it
but never touching
we feel like gods
and yet are reminded of just how human we are
on a cloudy september night.
9.27.19
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Poetryjust some poems. not all are mine. eventually i think ill delete this and organize my poems into something else and have one of just ones that inspired me, but for now theres just this, just me sharing things ive needed to share for a while
