I want to touch the universe,
and make the sun fall
likeIcarusdid
elihw
i
tup
eht
noom
otni
ym
htuom
where did I die
and leave my eyes?
did I smile before I fell?
did anyone
take
pictures?
I fit my life into a shot glass
before I passed away
and whispered secrets[hushed]
into the ears of children,
telling them that death
comes with a bulging stomach.
Author notes
BoxofShadows
A contest entry
- Should you be on my favorites? by unraveled.
700 points, ended March 15, 52 entries
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