cinder sharp

a cinder sharp off the moonlight
taking airborne to the crisp air

a sovereign fragment sent exile
to secrete a violent spark along skylines
or some fallen y-chromosome
"pretty but useless" she says

floating in some sorted fast tongue
fornication all the journey ahead

the end of the day come to press
yet orange and purple strike still
streaming on a linear monument

maybe a world full of people
seething in a convergent spin
waiting for smashing worldly death
panic and fear stretch their eyes

standing, open and salivating
the vein in the sky still ripping
spilling out a glitter that fades

a distance takes my affinity away
that endorphin let me escape
blink back to that transfixed locale
the night's left dark and black
so empty and without a spine