The world takes a deep breath and
I pauses just as it is about
To exhale all of its debris consciously.
Pure state of mind
Exists in agony.
And the skies agree it looks
Like fever is upon. Dressed in light.
Smear my eyelids to conquer
The dark. Shades of purple
And green orbit around
My body. The queen has died.
But her cerebral is just beginning to bloom.