Taste the Blood of Schrodinger

Heh, Man Still Dreams of the Stars, Tragic Lack of Leigh Brackett, Vanitas Poetae, Writing

Shut in to the darkness
Between the walls

Empty of matter
deaf to cries

Strangeness and charm
spin out of control

Truth and beauty
whirl into madness

Trapped in the darkness
between the stars

The Cat is aware
And waiting for blood.

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