supernova

the heat has finally found me and my messy unkept Sunday hair. it's no ordinary heat though, it's that special kind of summer heat. the heat where even if you take your shirt off and jump in the clear water, you stick. this summer the sun and I have been getting closer and closer. we've been getting to know each other more and more, and I'm letting her inside. the only trouble is, the closer she and I get, the more I melt. it's great though to have someone that burns your skin from 92,955,800 miles away. I know that there are other planets circling her besides mine, but somehow I know that only my planet matters right now. what I would give to walk on her surface, or consume one of her stellar bursts.

this galactic anomaly has grabbed me by the heart and injected electromagnetic radiation into my hard-to-find-spider-web-veins. as my fingertips stretch outward toward her ultraviolet face like her very own solar spikes, my blinds are pulled up and my shutters slammed open.

i'm here beckoning the sunlight into my dilated pupils and hands and throat and heart.

and here I am bursting with sunshine.

enough light power and energy to make you happy, rummaging through my body and blasting outing of every orifice she can possibly find.

my skin begins to break and crack like a frozen pond disturbed by a foolish child, and I

explode to my heart's content. I've become what I have always loved.

I am heat light power energy stellar sunshine.

Am I

blue lips, blue veins

blue: the most human color.

translated:

And it dawned on me. It's all about translation. Everything you sing, breathe, talk, scream, and live about depends on a translated foundation. If something doesn't translate well, you have nothing. You're lost.