Sunday, June 2, 2013

The Awakening

Burgundy night Sky, starlessly hazy
Gazing heavenwards, I feel the edges of my reality 
Stretched thin, clawing, the far reaches
Of an ungraspable galaxy

This world is a design
a fabrication, magnificent & unfulfilling
One endlessly vapid lucid dream
Filled with longing
         For the eternal beyond.

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