You Watch the Eclipse, and I'll Feel it.
Astronomical event seen by the masses, and felt by astrologers. An acrostic poem about the eclipse...
By Olivia MacbethPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
Egoic souls wandering lifeless through space
Calcifying day by day,
Lacerating dead limbs that turned to stone.
Immersing every cell into their subconscious
Plutonic mutations rumbling beneath the surface.
Silence gasps, the mind’s eye exhales
Extrinsic metamorphosis, the ego is freed.
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Olivia Macbeth
one swoop the wind picked up everything in it's path. the little worms that creep from the soil after it rains, the stranger who kicks their feet with childlike innocence. the quirky, horrific, intoxicating moments of life dance in my mind
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