heaven burns your eyes

hey—you
i am
me (just
being someone) else
like (or lick) it’s
all salt block
for summer’s tongue

hey—you, i see
your eyes wanting
to shelter me
inside your sex (where it’s
winter forever)

i (think i am) moving
on (time
it’s time) i am not proud
to die —(in shame)

it’s the sex & summer
killing me — proud (like god)

there’s no crown
no praise for souls
like (me)

life (a tool) divine

so i try, try to
look (up) into skies
but my eyes burn, burn
so i die (and die and)

:: 09.07.2024 ::