eye my eye and my neck
were parallel to the sky
we we were echoing our
moisture-filled selves in
among different different
bodies and clouds.
heart my heart and my skin
they broke after being hammered
into an orange hue, they broke
just before they were turned
into a point.
eyei realized that today
you are the sky, and i am
ground bound. you are
the comfortable celestial
cotton, and i am down here
for you: dulled, smooth and
orange dimmed.
