Kill the night.
It's late & I'm tired of sleepless replies to my idle curiosity.
The accords of men
& their fears. If I were a god
I would cradle the stars below Earth's waterline
—my hands collapsing into themselves.
Pulling apart constellations,
like the flesh of a stone fruit; counting sheep.
Eyeing myself thru the dimness of breathing,
nails forming into roots, into
the reach of the unknowing.
In the depths of caverns, I sleepwalk
backwards into myself. Wide-eyed
in a perpetual haze.
I digress, attempting to realign.
Unfurling in front of brethren & their ilk
who keep me up on the cusp of night.
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wow, that is writing! Read mine? https://vocal.media/fiction/an-irrevocable-dream-about-a-mermaid