Swallowed by the waves
that birthed me,
I shout at the moon
as angels with broken wings
drag me by my bleeding feet
The scars that mark my skin
are all shades of blue,
they carry stories I whisper
into the night winds
that sweep them back to me
The sleeping world crumbles
under the weight of my tongue,
acid words pouring
from my blazing chest,
my breath sets the skies on fire
Swollen tissue, aching bone,
kings and queens watch me
walk over the line
that goes along their spines
and leads nowhere
and everywhere.