mosaic
flesh vessel with open wounds
open to a relentless world
beauty and brutality seeping through my veins
flowing through
maybe too much of it
unstoppable
inexorable
but it's my life-force
and if I shut it out
I'm afraid I'll die.
I am a mosaic of everyone and everything I have ever interacted with.
all light from within
filtered through tinted shrapnel
tolerant but not patient
a tornado with no home
seen only from a distance
I become an artwork
a concept
beautiful, untouchable, unreachable.
beautiful things will break
if I get too close to them.