tales of space
callisto, callisto
tell me then, how you know of such a place?
death has not yet touched your face
so tell me how you know
you have not seen this place
tell me how you know
the wonders and sounds of space
i have met with the stars
we raced them to mars
we are light years apart
yet i heard every remark
oh it is a fine thing
to talk amongst the stars
and i raced callisto
towards the eclipse o’
my flower
tell me how you know!
saturn, mars, pluto
tell me how you know
of these tales
from my home?
About the Creator
Essie
Brambling, atypical logorrhoea that really materialise in the form of hatching worms. Or stars.
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Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts6 days ago in Longevity
Comments (6)
Nice work.
Fabulous ♦️♦️please read mine in return support ⭐️♦️⭐️
It always amazes me how words can deliver such powerful blows to one's soul. This certainly struck mine, and in the best way
Beautiful ❤️
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I LOVE WRITING ABOUT SPACE