sky splitter

makari

in the black of my head

you're resting like you've gone at

this for too long

put down your pen

cut down the angles

the math you've done is all wrong

go to bed now

and count your blessings

not your sheep

your stars are mine for the night

to put in line so i can breathe them in

at the back of my bed

you're confessing like you've known this all along

darken the lens

and ask the gods how to sleep

your stars are mine for the night

to put in line so i can breathe them in

the stars align in a dream of mine

where you exhale a hematoma sky

so say what you will

about my visions of the earth

from the moon where

an astronaut claimed it for us all

even you

as you dare to deny it all

your stars are mine for the night

to put in line so i can breathe them in

the stars align in a dream of mine

where you exhale a hematoma sky