Pick Your Poison

Arm Poetry for a New Situation

*This was something I wrote on my arm one night recently. Each ~ mark denotes a different section of skin ie my forearm, hand, etc.

The memory will haunt me
like the sunrise haunts the wicked.
Set again, my sun.
One moment and a galaxy crumbles.
One kiss that spawned a star;
Formed this silent shimmering.
After this night the day
Might never shine as brightly.
'I love you' floats away on the wind,
As forgotten as the cradle of my domain,
Drenched in ashes and cyanide.
Here I am
Broken but thankful.
Beautiful and shiny
Pile of porcelain shards.