Whisper
it feels like home
it feels like sun rising above horizons of sapphire
and setting below clouds like translucent marshmallows
it feels like animals grazing in vast celadon plains
and it feels like the distant rumble of magma in its stony eggshell planet Earth
it feels like waking up to grassy whispers and bovine lowing
and the rattle of ancient bones in their dusty old sockets
flesh chafed and rotting, eyes empty and dark
it feels like glittering diamonds
and it feels like musty coal
it feels like a place no one will ever truly know as their own
or maybe just a place with nothing to hide and nothing to be known
and so it feels like home
but i am a stranger here,
and i am all alone.
it feels like sun rising above horizons of sapphire
and setting below clouds like translucent marshmallows
it feels like animals grazing in vast celadon plains
and it feels like the distant rumble of magma in its stony eggshell planet Earth
it feels like waking up to grassy whispers and bovine lowing
and the rattle of ancient bones in their dusty old sockets
flesh chafed and rotting, eyes empty and dark
it feels like glittering diamonds
and it feels like musty coal
it feels like a place no one will ever truly know as their own
or maybe just a place with nothing to hide and nothing to be known
and so it feels like home
but i am a stranger here,
and i am all alone.