(There are galaxies pinwheeling all around me and I can’t sleep.)
there is a malignance
festering within my bones.
night has hypnotized me numb.
it pulls Lake Michigan’s secrets in.
i stare at my cracked wrists.
there is mold in the crevices
of my mind.
i need stardust, to taste the burn of light.
the moon pulls blood from my heart,
shivers from my skin,
a sirens scream from my throat.
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 3:32 PM UTC
(There are galaxies pinwheeling all around me and I can’t sleep.)
there is a malignance
festering within my bones.
night has hypnotized me numb.
it pulls Lake Michigan’s secrets in.
i stare at my cracked wrists.
there is mold in the crevices
of my mind.
i need stardust, to taste the burn of light.
the moon pulls blood from my heart,
shivers from my skin,
a sirens scream from my throat.
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