empty thoughts
between the stars, nothing's there
much like a daydream's stare,
an empty grave of dreams
that decompose into...soulful sighs
~whispers that can almost be heard
in a space full of everything
we want to know - but fear to hear...
Copyright © Craig Cornish | Year Posted 2024
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