Worlds Of Being Poem by james watkin
Worlds Of Being
Are worlds of being extruded out.
Around whose precepts
Sun-fixed, at weird angles to it
Do float as concepts.
No two are alike, shaped in
The hands of our will.
Fireballs of self-consuming
Desires. Orbits, chill.
Sunday, June 23, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: lives
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