I quietly step out of the dark to gaze at an endless eburnean expanse
Flesh catches and tears on absentminded teeth
Dredging dried river beds for fallen stars
A bottle half-full of golden dreams erases the line between contentment and apathy
Recline in that ebony landscape, polished to a perfect dullness
Each heartbeat a thunderclap
Each inhale an illumination
Each pulse of blood through my wrists a revelation
I sit in a warm silence and watch time wrap around my hands, a tide of endless ebbs pooling around my waist with a gentle grasp