Poetry of all sorts are welcome. Send submissions to msinkblot@gmail.com.
Everything breaks me apart.
The sky clear above me, the touch of air, of skin, of blue
That single dew-infused membrane that extends from you to me.
When the world widens within my soul, I can feel my eyes open to
cry, my limbs shivering-- internal quakes; earth shakes.
Because I am- raw, skin-frail, a newborn being
Entombed within this fresh chrysalis, flown from an exterior planet:
A crystalline extraterrestrial, I soak up the atmosphere of this
planet as a plant drinks sunlight.
I am still new; a single syllable, a capsule indivisible.
When I close my eyes, I see an expanse of horizon
underneath my eyelids, sinking deep as through
an infinite sea of thought till mind is rendered
substance-less, an endless well of non-being.
Everything breaks me apart.