I’m content with indifference, surrounded by radical stardust.
So empty, my body frozen, wary of any kind of warmth;
a pilot of this dark moon specter.


To find something out of place,
negative eyes amplify my face;
don’t waste your time.


I’m not worth the risk,
paper charms drown in salty tears;
spear pierces my chest with drip drop fears.


Interminable, wormhole where my bloody heart should beat.
Hazardous battlefield;
I speak in enigmas, galaxies gone in the black sea.

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