Poems from ashlyags
look at the sky
so meaningless yet being the entirety of the universe
and you look at me
i feel nothing
you don't remind me of the stars...
the moon couldn't tell you what he saw when he was gone away
when the day broke in and you wonder where he went
how he got there
if he had...
Dear me,
stay still with the trees
the breeze and the world rotating each time that i breathe
i get these moments when i have to lie down...