i stared at the sky but saw your face instead
it was trapped inside the moon, stuck inside craters
resting betwixt my orbit, you laid silent in space
your speed ails me, slow down your pace
except nevermind, you don't need any more haters
because i know i'll miss this when i'm dead
YOU ARE READING
this fantastical world is too surreal (poetry #5)
Poetry"a rustle crackles underneath jackboots crossbow tight in hand she breathes one final breath before he pulls the trigger" you know the drill
