in the hush of a universe
    she drifts—
        a whispering
    of light-years
blood like (royal blue)
    running thin
silver dreams
    slip out (of veins)
    a ghost in the pulse
    of tomorrow

foretold futures
        (whispering)
in static—
stay away from the force
    field
stay away from
    the wound

she the song of earth
    (mother) shedding seeds
into silence—
    a sacrifice
    shaped like a child
        forever naive
            forever changing

building a second skin
    a chance—
locking herself
    inside the ache
        of being

(periwinkle medication
    soothes nothing)
crimson saffron words
    burn like wildfires
        quiet abduction
            of self

still she moves—
scarred but standing
    a mantra, a martyr—
too human
    to be saved