During the night is when I admire the skies the most. That's when you can really practice understanding the different textures that it hues. Tonight there's a frothy blue that ribs into candy pinks.  It's nights like these when my eyes overflow that I want nothing more than to experience it's midnight blues in hopes that my acceptance of its unnerving art will save me but it leaves me salacious. Open legged and questioning how it is that yet again, another supposed man made thing has left me hungry and wondering. I spit cotton clouds from my mouth and rain from my eyes and the skies thank me by reflecting my actions across it's heavens making sure that you see these naked photos of me like an unending film for you to fall asleep to.