Black Hole Blues
A Nonet
Published in
1 min readMar 31, 2017
In the nest of my mind’s eye, nothing
could be heard over the silent
cacophany of my dreams,
the blue-black observer
whispering to me:
and the silence
will set you
free.
In the nest of my mind’s eye, nothing
could be heard over the silent
cacophany of my dreams,
the blue-black observer
whispering to me:
and the silence
will set you
free.
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