Unholy vapor

under the bright sky
worn out lies
preparing to inhale your love
and exhale purple bees
descending stars
casual sounds
and the moon greets me with a big smile
as I open my bible
and the night burns the tips of my fingers
decorating my surroundings
with vaporize shapes of ingratitude
Filling the floor with regretful ashes
stone aged ashes
vague ashes
thin ashes
my ashes