5
Naked truth
lies in the midst of nothing,
spinning knowledge
and skewed ideals
to the brink and beyond
Ringed in scotch-stars,
the planet shrivels
under our stare
as dreams shimmer out
each in turn
We lay tangent to truth
slipping to sleep somewhere
beyond Cassiopeia’s reach
Okay--this one is an oldie, but a goodie. It comes from a series in a book written by myself and my lovely friend Natalie.
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