#310 (alien-boy)

I pour and pour

until I don’t know

what is me anymore

and what is the universe

As my edges are weakening

and dissolving, I’m drowning

in the nocturnal hours

my tears leaving a silver trail

for me to follow back home

where my mind is a knife

and my body made of summer rain

and I return even if I don’t want to

to the ones I love and the ones I lost

so I regrow my skin

over and over

 

© Matthias Geh, 11th June 2018

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