apart from the city, steven is sleeping
his fur is made of sunlight
steven's retinals, archives of memories, are glowing
beneath is a lake that reflects the shining
steven's relaxed glimpse swims on the surface
earlier, his pack was murdered
above his head, an orbital cloud is floating
ghosts of the dead ones
urge to communicate
across the lake, a maze of wishes
drifts through the water
empty faces, eyeless and earless
Jun 11, 2020
Jun 11, 2020 at 4:32 PM UTC
apart from the city, steven is sleeping
his fur is made of sunlight
steven's retinals, archives of memories, are glowing
beneath is a lake that reflects the shining
steven's relaxed glimpse swims on the surface
earlier, his pack was murdered
above his head, an orbital cloud is floating
ghosts of the dead ones
urge to communicate
across the lake, a maze of wishes
drifts through the water
empty faces, eyeless and earless
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