The veil of reality
blinding my eyes like a million tiny needles
that hunger for your soft skin
under the cavities of sun drenched confused light
the nerves of my tireless planets
are cloudy in my skull
like freshly extinguished furnaces,
smoke fuels my tragic electrons
that constantly glean your touch
bit, by bit, by bit

But you feel your veins gradually turning to magnets
rare cancers opening like zippers
on your lips
blooming with the
roses and
kisses,
and with those pursed pockets of
black winters,
You fall from my life

shuffling my fingernails against the soft tangent of space
where you once stood
magic lights echoing incoherently
are the only proof
that you were
once here
with me