'm content with indifference, surrounded by radical stardust.
So empty, my body frozen, wary of any kind of warmth;
a pilot of this darkmoon specter.
To find something out of place;
negative eyes amplify my face,
don't waste your time.
I'm not worth the risk;
paper charms drown in salty tears,
and spear pierces my chest with drip drop fears.
Interminable, wormhole where my bloody heart should beat.
I speak in enigmas, galaxies gone in the black sea.