it’s the lucent sky,
the blue-pink gradient
cotton candy strokes:
the ghosts of the skyscrapers
that once persisted; the
lonely sisters of the fields
in dawn—
it’s a sight you don’t ever
want to take your eyes off,
but it’s what consumes you,
so you will.
undoubtedly, you will;
just to never see it again.
Nov 14, 2025
Nov 14, 2025 at 3:13 PM UTC
it’s the lucent sky,
the blue-pink gradient
cotton candy strokes:
the ghosts of the skyscrapers
that once persisted; the
lonely sisters of the fields
in dawn—
it’s a sight you don’t ever
want to take your eyes off,
but it’s what consumes you,
so you will.
undoubtedly, you will;
just to never see it again.
