When I Slice Into My Skin
I slashed sunshine slivers into my skin and the gentle light has been eclipsed by moonlight Raised silver veins that reach across tightly stretched skin and bones
I slash sunshine slivers into my skin
and watch rays filter through
Dandelions layer and latch until the slits of light
dry of their golden ichor-
honey drops that leave a sticky trail sliding over my wrist,
past my fingertips
The syrupy sugar drips onto my tongue and I fall into a field of dreams
I slashed sunshine slivers into my skin
and the gentle light has been eclipsed by moonlight
Raised silver veins that reach across tightly stretched skin and bones
Golden light and silver shadows live as livewires within me,
every glance a sobering shock, painful memories and
numbing ecstasy.