sometimes i was a projection
in a catcalogued dream

where the fists of snow
rang excuses through dirty
brown grounds, this

sister of mine fainted in
the swirl of faint remarks the

silence of the ground erases
the color of dreams from
searchlights of holocausts

the girl in my mind cried
with shredded limbs

fuck, because i was only
dying too soon with her
bitter pearl of
shame in my
mouth, the sky alight
with a thousand
excuses to die