at nights I dream of

a bird, sparkling blue
red, blood dripping beak
morphs

patterning into
heartbeats of  lovers,
tapping fingers of anxious,
fluttering eyelashes of mourning

a bird, pulsating purple
gold, god speaking beak
springs

melting into
infinite sky
melting
meltin
melti
melt
mel
me
me

it becomes me.

proto

i divide myself into two
ONE
full of bloodshed and rage
blind, not able to
lift itself from the womb
of abyss
it pulsates slowly
dripping
TWO
a carcass of animus
devouring anima
it carries free will,
confusion of the conscious
holding hands of mothers
imitating gods
playing the universe
ONE: TWO
i divide myself into two
rebuilding reality
into unity