THE VERNAL EQUINOX

i stay until the vernal equinox
blamed me for the arrows flying to north
when you change the collision sphere belt
diligently looking for the bottom.

world of the constellation Apus
circled on waves
your hands are filled with kyanite
glitter painted face
how long it bears yesterday's fate?

does dream weigh a gram charm?
crashing smoothly into a flock of blue Argentavis
heart ball explodes fiercely
you are a spiral in that forgotten kingdom
which I can't forget...
so who are you?