I Overflowed Into My Loneliness With My ...

Seed,
Every seed is a mystic.
They searched for the secrets within.
I was broken, it wasn't a wind, it was a seed.

Tree,
They cut the tree.
They tore its branches to pieces.
They could not taste the fruit of the tree.

I am the library,
They burned me.
They sought what was in my heart.
They could not find the pale colors of my heart pages.

My brain,
My brain is the beginner's hearth of the tides.
They flooded my brain.
I overflowed into my loneliness with my mind.

My heart,
My heart is on fire.
It burns with a beautiful love.
It ignites becomes a rainbow.
It burns with agony.

Seed,
They stole the seed.
Sleep helped.
They burned the books.
My brain is the mad foal of my heart.
My feet are running into the blue infinity of little children.

Seed,
Every seed is a mystic.
Its secrets are hidden in thousands of calluses.