For lack of a true name.
Name in mouth, kiss my lips
So it is on my tongue,
Fills my lungs.
Suffocation of sacred syllables.
Hair of electric currents, eyes of fire.
Fluorescent, phosphorescent girl of a thousand ages in one moment.
****ing frat boy turns the ignition and you flee.
Stars, moon, sun,
Where are they now?
In your mouth, your ribcage, you swallowed them and it is dark.
Blood drawn by the magnetic pull of your presence,
Drowning in vacuum,
Using the only oxygen left for the flame of the cigarette lighter.
Let there be light.