The Arrival

Control has been lost a minute before go,

Into Quantum miles flown through space

Through the dreams of cast off grace,

Landing on the fuel of woe

Depending on the world below.

Categories: Photography, PoetryTags: , , , , , , ,

1 comment

  1. You got that tetrameter thang figured out!

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