My hollowed eyeballs
Sink deeper into my bones
Looking inward at my own flesh
I see the little god in me
Budding outward, and I
Breathe out to feed its unformed petals
The stem lengthen and strengthen
Through these black lashes
jutting out in arches
Like golden half-moon structures
Leading to the starry city
A mini divinity sitting on sunflowers.
Breathing in the fumes of my tea
I find my center in the corner of a wall.
(via awildchase)












