Flight Upon a case Of pure white Steps Spiral for miles Ultimately through darkness Away from the boxes Of all things best forgotten Trials and tribulations To occupy time While feet face more steps In the perilous climb To the light Spillage of gold From the hole In the ground Up into a night A starry ceiling Black painted sky With lights trinkling down This beautiful wallpaper Of leaves and time
This is based on a meditation I did today. Aka I got tired of writing gay trash.