The misalignment of veins in my mind—
Its unsettling ominousness
Taints like a spilt coffee on white cloth—
A disgrace to my well-being!

The distant touches of my fingers
Leave fractured sensations in me,
Only on your command can tether
This upset equilibrium.

The depravity of will and thoughts
Born from its barren womb;
Whales swim in the sky, birds in the sea
How nurtured you are in me!

You came into me like a door thrown
   open by a sudden **** of breeze—
A thunderous surprise, a stark light
   behind window blinds.
I came into you like a powerful and
   unyielding cascade of waterfall—
A mighty dragon unleashed from the
  ancient gates long forgotten.

I’m gonna hang my worries by a rope,
Ride the moon with these paper-thin
  legs;
Mama be so mad, I’m a messy pope,
Down into the rabbit hole, it begs

Throw my clean pants over the streets—
Let’s burn the city and its stubborn
  expectations;
Lay a spectrum of light by our feet
And bathe our spirits into golden fusion.

Put my reddest lipstick on;
Don’t pinch my arm, don’t wake me up!
Spread my butterfly wings and carry on—
This is something I will never get
  enough.

Pull her out, now kick her back in—
She knows the cave better than you,
The fire calls her but it’s a sin,
Tell her how to begin anew.

Her eyes see no stars from under,
She whispers the mud in her lungs
Dear friend, would you be her armor?
**** those butterflies on the run!

She’s dragging herself on the sand,
Before dark creeps, go from the sea,
The drowned ones are calling her hand—
Heed those not, do you hear? Heed me!

Lay down with her and you might find
The grave where she buries her eyes,
Rain keeps trailing her from behind
She gambles with light through a dice.

i am adrift--
piece by piece my mind is shattered
into flickering incongruity,
too fast before i could even be
snatched away from disillusionment,
from the fog that chills one's body
into unsolicited vexation,
yet its delicate strands i'm afraid to let go--
one tiny, unmeant flick of joint,
it breaks and is engulfed into nonexistence
by this unsentimental vacuum of an air.

I love without a heart;
I pray without a God;
I sing without a song;
I’m queen without queendom—
But within me is immortality.

They dance like the spirits of the forest
Who sing of lavishness and death;
The cursed stars are their souls’ guest—
The gods shiver in their every breath.

They raise their hands to euphoria—
Discord released in floating sweat
That dissolves into flickering mania—
Fireflies in swarm hide the night’s net.

Like the sea waves they are washed down;
Like the reflections of light they are fractured cries;
Visions and senses are the fragmented crown
Of the paper world behind their shrouded eyes.