Fray

shades from the fade, ripped into
shrivels, made blades to skin my
sanity, ready to be engraved in chaos.

i feel the need to close my eyes again
and watch the stars within -
see them race like meteor snails leaving
themselves behind for me to
trace, distracted off their ever-changing
sparks that mesmerize my inner child
who's sand spread on the scale-shed sky.

and i remember how it all
imploded
in my vivid darkness flooding
Insanity-solid thoughts.