In the Deep and Starry Void

enigmatic friends surround me in this deep and starry void near and far and all arround me writing how the pain destroyed fragile holds they had on Morning casting them back to the gloom with their spinning threads adorning walls within my tiny room. Terrible the beauty haunting wistful words of tears alone of how deeply they are wanting wondros love to come back home come back from the grave or garden where they argued or betrayed seeking sustenance or pardon I love everything they said .