Away from the cars, the trucks, the airplanes overhead,
The lights, the noise, the electronics keeping us fueled with dread.
Deep breath in and exhale out, turning gaze up to the sky.
A small piece of the galaxy am I.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Away from the cars, the trucks, the airplanes overhead,
The lights, the noise, the electronics keeping us fueled with dread.
Deep breath in and exhale out, turning gaze up to the sky.
A small piece of the galaxy am I.
Oh I just love that ending – it made me smile! And also this part was great: “the electronics keeping us fueled with dread”
Thanks!
Love this!
Thanks!