September 5, 2014

god breathed
and into the darkness,
stardust poured from his wine-soaked lips.
Out like a fever,
he expelled such beautiful vomit,
the chunks splashing across the canvas.
Comets, Suns,
shooting modicums of humanity
all fated to evolve.

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  • Ani Mouradian

    it was like, poetic evolution in one breathe :)