english,
there is this entity
who only knows
to roam through deserted places
all by himself
when he soars
through a tenebrous sky
the lone moon brightens up
this black and blank canvas,
like how her pearl-like teeth
stand out among his tales of woe
later he descries
the depths of an ocean abyss
and finds some
stories she used to tell
about shipwrecks and airplanes
nosediving their way
into this bizarre place
after that glimpse,
he returns
to the ocean surface
where he is in between
the worlds he visited,
tides rise even higher,
waves synchronously
flow with his psyche,
helping him ruminate
suddenly, he grasps
the idea of
it not being
a deserted place after all,
how he discerns
an image of her
inside his mind
makes him feel like
loneliness is non-existent,
that her death
did nothing but
separate the alignment
of their timelines
she makes those
unusual places
feel like home-
maybe “she”
was just another word
for home
Literary: She
there is this entity
who only knows
to roam through deserted places
all by himself
when he soars
through a tenebrous sky
the lone moon brightens up
this black and blank canvas,
like how her pearl-like teeth
stand out among his tales of woe
later he descries
the depths of an ocean abyss
and finds some
stories she used to tell
about shipwrecks and airplanes
nosediving their way
into this bizarre place
after that glimpse,
he returns
to the ocean surface
where he is in between
the worlds he visited,
tides rise even higher,
waves synchronously
flow with his psyche,
helping him ruminate
suddenly, he grasps
the idea of
it not being
a deserted place after all,
how he discerns
an image of her
inside his mind
makes him feel like
loneliness is non-existent,
that her death
did nothing but
separate the alignment
of their timelines
she makes those
unusual places
feel like home-
maybe “she”
was just another word
for home
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