Tuesday, May 24, 2011

I submitted. It was like pro-wrestling.
My weight mixed with gravity.
I crumpled. I was smushed
into carpet. From there, I
wasted away. I saw the ceiling.
I saw the stars. They blinked
at me. Curiosity grew but
I didn't have the strength.
Constellations passed one
by one. The sky was my
circus. Orion, the Big Dipper,
a crab and a bear. My hair
and nails grew. The dirt stuck
in my skin. My bones became
dense and then hollow. I shed
my skin as I stood finally.
I floated into the sky. The night
took my amber bones
and covered them in ink.

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