Thousands of miles away from home, a broken man leans over the balcony and expels his soul.

Mouth covered in blood and *****, he sinks to the floor weeping himself to sleep

This is what it is like to cry in the middle of the day.

The gaze of a galaxy,
Looks upon your breast tonight,
As your chest rises and falls, so do the planets,
Madly spinning in dizzying ellipticals for you.

Your hot breath against my cheek,
Reminds me what it is like to be human,
Sending whiskey-like heartburn across my body.

I am inebriated by your gaze, galaxy.

Screaming underwater,
I look up to see no bubbles.
My damaged lungs explode with regret.

Spasmodically gasping for air,
I choke on the tears of my words.
My eyesight closes in around me,
As I plummet into the abyss.

If I hadn’t have opened my **** mouth.