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La petite mort

by Patricia J Reed

Ripped from reality
Time has stopped
I can feel the movement
Of the galaxy

Ever present
Always in motion
This isn’t a high
This is touching the unknown
Intimately

Eons of energy
Floats by
As the black hole in the center
Rips cries from my lips

It is both forever
And no time at all
Before I’m slowly
Returned to my mortality

05/11/2026

Posted on 09/02/2026
Copyright © 2026 Patricia J Reed

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