It’s not a problem,
It’s the solution.
The question is,
What is it a solution to?

They left the building
In single file.

No one ever returned.

No one spoke of it either.

Sometimes when stars
Reach the end of their lives
They collapse in on themselves.

Like a tree in unloved woods
Falling silently,
It never really even happened.

One Response to “Gravastar”

  1. i like this poem.. how can i find the writer? i would like to use a few lyrics in one of my songs if he doesnt mind..

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