consumes

falling through nightmares

like draining flower petals

through spiderweb fingers

spiraling into the cosmos

weak and unforgiving

mouth open in silence

eyelashes plucked piece by piece

skin slipping off like dust

clattering remains tumbling through open space

void

then, wind burns your ears

teeth fitted back into place with a needle and thread

darkness under your tongue and between your eyes

falling

avoiding the lampshade

timing the seconds with the sand sliding off your skin

rewinding

all candles burn blue underneath

and the void consumes it:

every last color and every last word.