dream it all

tastes like sandpaper .

fold me up a million different ways

and i'll always face the sun

like fire

that's what you come here for ,

that's why they made me .

tripping over my own feet

a

thousand eyeless rattlesnakes

simmering

under your skin and through your veins .

traded my skull for a

paper eagle , with wings of silk .

spilled mulled wine on

its feathers .

stained it all pink

like fog .

tore it up and swallowed the ashes .

woke up

only to dream it all over again ,