i sat on my white marble floor with pen in one hand; stethoscope laced in other.
i cracked open my skull ; placed my mind at a corner.
broke the cage of ribs; sat my heart opposite to its rival.
my mind hanged itself with the the stringy instrument of my future
while
my heart stabbed itself with the knife of my emotions.
my mind begged it to stop the bleeding,
for its offspring, expectations and sacrifices
weren't meant to kill the creator of
their galaxy.
my heart laughed at it and wept
too weak to loosen the rope around it's other half neck.
soon
the disappointments and insecurities made their own garden within them
as they mocked the two dying lovers molded from toxic clay of dreams and agony.
the plastic weeds poisoned the golden blood flowing in their narrow streams
for
tonight i witnessed the birth of my uncertainties; weaved with immortal strands and everlasting divinity.