Tuesday, 16 January 2018

the white rabbit and the starry sky

the freezing sky of the night, fresh air in the nose,
and a scent of something, a feeling...
a multitude of tiny lights when the dark is dark
and the deepest black is even more and more,
and even more and more the tiny crumbs of the tiniest stars

(a work in progress)

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