this moment

   a dainty sting
      constantly piercing
           vital flesh

              reminds me
                  of the thick void
                                  —haunting me

     the static threat
                      —hiding
                inside vibrancy

    faceless
               clawing
                          at my guts

         concave eyes
             ceaselessly
        —staring

                              looking for
                         what’s gone
                 —faded

     dead sand running 
           through my shaking
     —hands 

                 trying
                     to hold
                  the vanishing

                           —futile, absurd
       I refuse
                       to let go

   impermanent snapshots
            strung on
                   a bloody chain

                     deeply braided
                with my streaks
       —bleed out

              flickering moments
                                   frail stitches
                     —of lingering

  the bittersweet pain
                of decaying 
                          beauty

         soaks me in
I suffocate
                                     —as I

           spiral
 downwards
         in dissolving

—I remember

        the bracing warmth
           of sunlight
              on my skin

       the exhilarating 
          sound of birds
       singing

             —I remember
       myself
               as I surrender

to the breathless sweetness
         the irreversible transience
                          of this moment

It‘s been a hard time lately. Caught up in doubting and judging myself, I was barely able to create something worth sharing in my eyes.
This one’s been difficult to write, it hits the core a bit too much.