Feather.

Blue crystal eyelids stretched
over a black hole looking glass
pinch together and view a
whole(some) star field that comes forth
from the straight edged incision
layered atop the pupil.

And nebulas soak down in the
marrow of broken water
from heaven's atmosphere
as angels feed upon the
nutrients provided by death.

Red water twirled into
a planetary view of
the upper half of a
human vein,
taken in vain,
backed by a blurred reason
for performing such.

Cold dust on the
rolling wave of heat
sprinkled itself onto the
nude shell as it climbs
into its destiny and inhales
in allergic reactions to metal.