The moon’s fingernail
pushed over the celestial dark fluid
that overflowed nightly.
The midnight blurred
my flattened, forgotten universe’s
center rather greedily.
The world ended
at the edge of my car’s windshield and
moved forward quietly.
From the highway
the faint heartbeat of Kansas
throbbed two-dimensionally.
Her heart cavity
collapsed under the infinite stretch of sky
and pulsed irregularly.
The fall of Atlas
forced all the beauties of the world to be
buried subsurface perfectly.
But my mind spitefully imagines mountains
Nov 23, 2018
Nov 23, 2018 at 11:30 PM UTC
The moon’s fingernail
pushed over the celestial dark fluid
that overflowed nightly.
The midnight blurred
my flattened, forgotten universe’s
center rather greedily.
The world ended
at the edge of my car’s windshield and
moved forward quietly.
From the highway
the faint heartbeat of Kansas
throbbed two-dimensionally.
Her heart cavity
collapsed under the infinite stretch of sky
and pulsed irregularly.
The fall of Atlas
forced all the beauties of the world to be
buried subsurface perfectly.
But my mind spitefully imagines mountains
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