Tonight the moon is full
I will bleed and breed all sorts of irreplaceable feelings.
My posture will sink and I feel like running and running and running.
Like being loved and being alone.
I feel sick and dangerous.
I feel like fighting the world
And laughing about it.
Like painting my eyes black.
Too young and too old and the madness that comes from swimming at night and being afraid of absolutely nothing.
Yell and holler at the dark sky and wait to hear the stars sing back at me.
I want never to return.
I want the closure of rolling credits.
I’m not terrified, I feel like being terrified.
Like running and running and running.
Losing myself right out of my own pocket.
next to a speaker buzzing through my ears- into my brain- rattle my bones.
So loud no one can see me.
Through the wash of waves.
The ridge in each rise and the valley of each fall.
Like my rib cage when I remember that I am alive.
Remember I need to do something about it.
Things can truly disappear.
I know that I can.
I know that I have.
It’s a full moon tonight.
Nobody had to tell me.
Am I the only one who feels it?