unbornbloom

She backed against the soothsayer singing and wailing her ache,
blocking the light,
she gazed up at the star riddled ceiling, her shadow cast over, and plucked a small glowing star from a faux sky,
held it for a moment between finger and a thumb,
then put it between smiling lips
and swallowed it down with an inward sigh
as it passed through her, glowing as it goes,
lighting her up from within,
and destroying her inside.

The smile died and her hands flew up to cover her eyes.
When she opened them,
the shadow of truth had materialized and was trying to swallow her with benevolent malice,
an apologetic caress.

She fell to the floor, unblocking the lamplight she tried to hide,
staring upward from the floor a dark light fixture hung suspended to a monotonous white sky.
Slowly, her heart started to seep from her eyes
and two tear drops wet her skin as they seeped from golden holes,
creeping sideways to slide coldly into her ears,
flooding deep ino tunnels of the mind.