i threw rose petals into the storm scarred ocean, unto riptides and soft-dancing waves. teeth from teeth. mouth from mouth. they swallow the sky-fed lands to be broken.

somewhere, the stars started falling like dying sparks. somewhere, it lives. it burns.

i hid my starving shivs and burried them in the ocean stained sand. but here is blood of warrior with flowers in his hair. and here is a breathing sea. they watched each other.

i wake to the auburn sun
that is dancing
in the cloudless sky.
sudden rush of air
carried morning dew
over my window panes.
over blooming flowers.
the time, a moment
to start things over again.

dive deep into
shallow water
and fill your lungs
with cold waves.

salt your mouth
until it forms
sea foams,

taste the burns
to bite
your tongue away.