Red is the colour which drowns my eyes when I close them against the ruthless sun. It’s the colour I feel rushing to my veins when I get happy or angry, it’s the colour of my violent heartbeats in a room full of people.

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pulsing cave beneath sharp teeth wound words echo walls collapse into crystals hard shaped rubies fall through craters bleeding shooting stars the heart follows onto the ground earth scattered feelings decomposing regrowing staining the soil feeding the roots of an endless tree and I too grow up rose colored fleeting bud among the weed

poster for Pictoric project

a flower gestates another dormant a winters kiss slime golden chrysalis wrapping me the taste of honey the scent of the sea my body scattered liquefied spinning slowly orbiting what it was and what it shall become the deep stasis of transcendence one day I’ll burst into stars as they have burst me

four walls tremble meteorites rain silent through her eyes warm confined searching deep into memories piercing beyond what is a moon orbits around her feet a halo above a ring beneath something sings about delusion nails into fists into cracks earthquake with the skin breaking the asphyxia of normality all disfigures into elements the commanding soul spreading fire to the world gazing one above its own rage

metallic silver skin humming cutting through the night leafs rustling against it faster and faster to match the wind she runs wild shimmering pale moon colors empty feet gray lips a lake red and golden sun kissed she walks through softly sinking crossing back to her place touching the water I remember the frailty of her beauty no escape for the memory of her return