Van Gogh’s The Starry Night
Is full of color and fright

It gives you the rush of a feeling,
The rush of no return
You can see where the mind split and fell
Through the cracks of the earth

The indigo lines and the yellow circles
Van Gogh’s The Starry Night

I will spread dirt into every crevice of my broken heart and plant flowers so big and beautiful, that their roots will mend all the shattered pieces back together, and you’ll never be able to see the mess I used to be.

sheets swirl about me
pinning, crushing, they hiss, ‘don’t
leave; you’ll drown out there’

gusts flip open a
book and sea comes barging out
i drown into me

I am a bee that will drown in honey