gaia_lenox

There are days 
when I decide
the sky has turned inside out 

and I must follow suit

so I pour paint 
out of their tubes 
and spread them gently 
on my leg with my fingertips 

there is this voice
in my head 

that talks too much 
about 
everything all at once

a voice that 
make me so nervous 

the muscles in my throat 
tighten 

my legs 
are covered 
in spots of paint 
and a non existent tan

and the hair that brushes 
my neck 
sticks 

as the sun 
falls down from the sky 

I'm the girl 
you meet once 
through a friend of a friend 
who smiles big 

makes you laugh 
with your mouth closed 
and your eyes open 

the girl you remember 

there are so many stars tonight 
dancing across the night sky 
falling in love with the fireflies 
in the field below 

on nights I can't sleep 
I lie on the wrong end of my bed 

it is 2:40 am 
and my heart has slammed itself in
with wooden shutters 
covered in dust 

and sunk 
into my chest 
pressed up against my 
spine rather than my sternum