Pick Your Poison

the universe quivers in a puddle of its own urine, frightened

we shook ourselves apart, dear.
each of us twisted into splinters,
and the sound of our own screaming
took us by surprise.

falling apart at the seams,
and as gravity is consumed,
the sky pulls us out
into the last moments we shared.

i would cry with human eyes
and pull myself out of the shards
of tarnished mirrors and bloody shells,
mosaic of tetanus and infection,

but here it is without witness;
flesh combusted long before we implode.
the end is far more quiet
than it would have seemed from a distance.

She is on Fire, and I am the Sky

Sometimes the pattern is so vast that our puny eyes have no chance to perceive.
I am on top of the Moon and beneath the Sun's angry smile,
And you are inside your mind's eye
Watching your flesh seared; you twist away to avoid the wind.
I can only look up or down from here, feeling free as I am constantly falling.
We are traveling the same speed in two different directions
From dissimilar starting points:
Just like every time, motivation is the only variable.
So roll around on the grass if you think it might extinguish the blaze.
I will be watching, intrigued and regretting cautiously,
Comfort found in the heat
That somehow reaches me all the way up here.
I could somehow save you, but I am stuck in the clouds without escape.