To be alone again
I rise and pick my head out of the earth
As it thunders and clamors in the night
Alone,
On my own,
Again.

I reflect and inspect
What my life has been
Remembering when
I made a palette on the floor
For this man or that
We gobbled up our turkish delights
As if Narnia would never end
But really, I could never
Hold the pieces together
In my long thin hands.

I decipher and try to construct
Skyscrapers, wondering, pondering
Why? Why not?
But I can see this entity
The right kind
In my eyes
In my mind
In my heart
Find me, in time.

Settling, its a thing I have done so well
I kissed away each stab of poison  
The wounds and cuts your harsh words
Left behind
Like glittering glass
Marks and darts across my porcelain skin
It felt so good to be worshipped
By another, late into the night.

With my arms behind my head
Examining my lips, my tattoos
Or taking brief pauses
In awe, my serpent siren
Peeking under the rolling and booming
Ocean waves.

Free again
Flying, with my wings looming over the ground
It all feels so small, so minuscule
As my bank account whimpers at me
I just wanna ink up
Ink up, my insides
To look just like
The beautiful light I am.