white
round
dull
embossed
this is
the cost of contact
heavy
high
standing,
the night
mirroring,
the light
reflect off
something
distant
bright
burning
far
away
sinking vanquished
vanishing
into the
drunken darkness
dry
deprived
the dead alive
cold, clinical
removed
miracle
blurred
as a spec
a second
without self
destruction
a lap
a distraction
tasteless
odorless
bliss
watch woman
over a live
earth
golden
glowing
unknowing
unprepared
unshared
I can’t even let you reach me
my breath
is too a mere reflection
inflection of life
pale
waning
fading
someday so will the
rest of my all too
conscious unconscious
a peace
a sleep
so sweet
so secure
boundaries
certain
sure
but will my spirit
be splattered across the darkness of life
out of body
guiding
real
authentic
my own light
maybe
dividing is surviving
splintered better that than
wilting
withering away
pulling the tides in
or are they
pulling at me
under toe
sucking at
my
steady
slowing
heart beat
can you
crash into me
but like old oceans?
This time
don’t leave me
barren
broken
buried
in side
regolith
zolpediem
hollowed
wallowing
hardly worth
difficult discovery
ice
water
knocking off of the bergs
black bird down on the ground
running
through
my brains
my veins
please
don’t
take from me
what little life
hope—by some chance love
remains
there is nothing
worth having
but the pull
is beyond will
the still now peaceful
intoxicating
let me rock
in your vision
deaf to my cries
what ifs
and whys
in the morning
light
will hide me
but I will
be the brightest patch
in the sky
and appear before
the dramatic colors
I used to know
as she enters an empirical scorching sleep
the demise where I rise
color blind
one day you can still
find me
mystery
synonymous
with misery
at times but
at others
inspiring
stirring
the ordinary
toward risk
But not
ready
ripe
for the responsibility
of wisdom
of woman in the moon
I, swallow, I am swollen
with loss
and lost in your light
but grounded rooted,
bold bulb,
new…
Earth
feel my pull
my will
that endures
even under
ordered sleep
months of weeping
quiet intensity
prevails
deep in the
perils
battle wounds
conquered and abandoned
wore torn
rubble
left of me
