An Individual's Subjective Consciousness

A collection of poems that only take up a few lines each, unrelated but strung together on the washing line that hangs up all mind laundry.


2. Celestial Skin




My flesh is the night sky

Scarred with your constellations
A cosmic mess of infinity
Scattered with bursts of beauty
Solely humbled by the light
You have shone inside me

luminous eclipse of head
And heart.


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