Sneezing

I’m building a shrine out of fiber and glass because light travels faster than whispering.

You never know the kind of things expel from our immune systems
Until you find yourself in surgery with strangers
And God only knows how many times you have to do this shit in different skin.

Along comes the light, completely unrehearsed
and its madness rushes down the spine leaving the heart literally breathless, jaw slacked and pupil blasted to abyss
…which then looks YOU in the eye and wonders if you’ll ever stare back
Because you learned quick and took it to where poison and slaughter rake no profit in.