legs perched, dangling aimlessly on the windowsills of my eyelids
pantomimed loss dampened behind bubble wrapped sockets
tip toes traipsing through an expansive field of visions
spotty with irises, blooming occlusions

calcium deposits in my skull,
fractured eggshells I've trampled on
great feed for a peckish soul
starving for sustenance I don't know by sight
blindly ambling, praying to be guided by faith
finger wagging at the wind, searching for east
sand swept up blows back in my face

through communion commotion becomes consecrated
discombobulated coagulation,
blood dried to my touch
wellspring abated,
vagabond wandering the ether
in spiritual deserts, I fight for my life