Everything Comes to an End

movingfinger

A neutrino floats
Passively through
The ink
Onwards towards
The rim of static
Cosmos.

Beyond intuition lays
The lonely neighbors
Of my mother’s
Melanoma

“Please say hello
to your son for me.”
Polite.
And beyond
Writing about.

EvilToasterElf

Don't be too discouraged by a lack of responses at this point. You've got a different style than most on here, more abstract. I like them, keep throwing em up here.

eden

movingfinger wrote:

A neutrino floats
Passively through
The ink
Onwards towards
The rim of static
Cosmos.

Beyond intuition lays
The lonely neighbors
Of my mother’s
Melanoma

“Please say hello
to your son for me.”
Polite.
And beyond
Writing about.

That its unique and thought provoking is what makes it beautiful.
Thank you.