f i n a l l y

[______mychronic]

egg yolk sunrise by kb.
i hit a wall
this morning, broken up,
woken up by an egg yolk sunrise
pinching my cheeks through
the window panes.
my long hair was
drowning
me in my pillowcase and my
dreams left me feeling
like laughing,
high and crying, from my crazy
nocturnals, dreadlocks and
amusement parks all over my hands.
with a bottle of rosy, i'm drinking
to you.
the day opens like curtains and
the greedy sunshine floods through;
wax dripping from the wick;
naked skin caught in the color.
since hitting the wall
the pockets in my mind are inexplicably vacant.