pay attention to me, keep your eyes closed
When the night whispers your name, You gaze upon it for unapparent reasons. Starlight which is ever so wise, so old Tells you secrets of the universe God Himself doesn’t even know.
The waves of gravity it had to ripple through in order to meet your eyes, Reveals its color, its shape, its size. You are a mere speck to it, And it relays its stories anyway.
Being so important is a dizzying thought, The stars spin around Polaris, An object of Earth’s affections, One humans will never be able to live up to.
Three gapes open in your heart, Trusted hands twist the blades that fill the holes. Reopening your wounds that had crusted shut. The only blood spilt is yours.
Your intestines wind and coil up your torso, You gag on long digested shit. They choke out your brain, Head pounding as your breathing quickens.
The swords clatter to the floor And you collapse with them. Hands slipping and sliding, You faceplant into dirtied concrete.
Your clothes soak up the no longer internal remains of yourself, As you find your footing. Thumps dapple the soft cloth awning. Crack, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, Boom. 1 mile out.
Cold water baptizes you clean stumbling through grass. The engine of your car purrs from the side of the road. Streetlights sheen guides an otherwise unseen path, Their glare terribly mimics the brilliant stars hiding away tonight.
