a mountain sphere i am
withering along your
removed corpse;
feather puncturing my
unreasonable spine
i am a flavor to this
version of skies.
dark necks throbbing
above another galactic
star;
where i am moonlit
in your classic
intentions.
invisible lined protection
after, life. there was a pause and we ended our grass-grown eyebrows and curled up against our dreaming eyes. this is where i leave you, and...
