toomuchcyan

i pry myself from thick dark rivers the blinding sun to lead me to dry land i lift my limbs one by one and touch plush earth and wheeze for fresh air i stumble forward and the grass sticks to my toes my skin slick with fresh rain glows in the golden air i gaze up at the sky and the sun is showering me with her touch and rainclouds are showering me with their love i run my hands over my body mud mixes with blood and runs to my feet my wounds scream before they are quiet again in the warmth of nothingness in my bare feet and dreamness my skin slick with fresh rain glows in the golden air

violet gray yield signs rot away any promises of happiness words line my mind like the bricks on institutions metal signs rusted up from rain spells pipes frozen in my mind i am losing it the sky is barely orange on snowstorm nights and it soothes my soul but i will be boxed in my room staring at the blinding ground with a guitar that needs to be re-strung i am losing it my body slides into icy caves so large their vapor clouds my throat my neurons are screaming words are screaming nothing and i can’t breathe i am losing it but the stalagmites are hands on a clock and caveslopes are hallway ramps my mind is pulsating with ocean and e

you echo distant testimonies in a faded room sunbeams leaking through your windows still through morning blur (my morning longing) kiss me with the same lips that you speak like fields with your silken yellow skin my dust in the wind pale blue skies wave in and out and around again with the language in my head kiss me with the same lips that you speak like fields with kiss me with the same lips that you move my oceans with

cerulean in my veins when i hang upside down from these things i can’t explain seafoam in my eyes when i felt your fingers on my thighs it glitters and burns and leaves white ink in my head touch me softly allow the truth we spoke to shed kiss my scars allow the truth we spoke to shed