Another and another, stripped flat.
The whispering world behind the scenes longing for what they could say of the broken
The names openly spoken and swept from mouth to mouth
More than gravity unknown
It stopped her heart
He would’ve answered
He plucked the brightest star and drowned it.
May 22, 2025
May 22, 2025 at 9:35 PM UTC
Another and another, stripped flat.
The whispering world behind the scenes longing for what they could say of the broken
The names openly spoken and swept from mouth to mouth
More than gravity unknown
It stopped her heart
He would’ve answered
He plucked the brightest star and drowned it.
Found some of my old black out poetry, I can’t remember what book this is from sadly.
