⠀⠀1
snow spills
like stars shredding onto soil.
suddenly I’m sinking,
& the world weighs like a wound
wrapped in the white, wet wool of winter;
2
autumn appears in amber, already
pulling out my pieces—
again, it aches;
3
death dawns in darkness
& I dance, drenched of the desire
to dream—breathing and breaking
bonded before, now they birth
a boundless burden;
4
night
nests its nails into my neck;
& I’m bone-broken, body-bloodied,
sprawling scarlet across my skin;
5
eclipsing with you,
I lose my light, looking for love,
& all of my colors cease to conceive;
6
sun sits
on the saffron spine of summer
but the melancholy doesn’t melt away,
dreams do;
7
skies spout
my sorrow in spring—
garnished with green grounds, I grieve.
Nov 4, 2020
Nov 4, 2020 at 12:39 PM UTC
⠀⠀1
snow spills
like stars shredding onto soil.
suddenly I’m sinking,
& the world weighs like a wound
wrapped in the white, wet wool of winter;
2
autumn appears in amber, already
pulling out my pieces—
again, it aches;
3
death dawns in darkness
& I dance, drenched of the desire
to dream—breathing and breaking
bonded before, now they birth
a boundless burden;
4
night
nests its nails into my neck;
& I’m bone-broken, body-bloodied,
sprawling scarlet across my skin;
5
eclipsing with you,
I lose my light, looking for love,
& all of my colors cease to conceive;
6
sun sits
on the saffron spine of summer
but the melancholy doesn’t melt away,
dreams do;
7
skies spout
my sorrow in spring—
garnished with green grounds, I grieve.