Star

So many pieces
then there’s the stabbing blood 
staining thrashing captured floors containing wooden plastic thoughts 
I wear that necklace going back to be reborn 
across the satin sheets that night trails
into vacant growths keeping score
kneeling on the deserted song
dragging earthly cradled love
from light that hurtles forward 
as yet not kissed as yet unvoiced 
pieces
then that blood