#57 like from between the roots of a banyan it is gone, all gone

i’ll wrap myself up in it this blanket of blue, full moon glow wind it tight around me to keep the stardust like tiny shards of glass from its unbearable but inevitable escape i want to keep it all inside for as long as possible before i forget and it seeps away i want its cerulean glow to warm me inside and then inside out i’ll remember what i can but whatever leaves i’ll let go and watch it drift away until i can’t see anymore what’s left i will save in a jar drip in my blood add fish fins and flowers to make me another bhagiti 6.15.07 perrysburg, oh