.BlackMelody.

It lingers.
it pulls at my eyes and steals all of my thoughts and whatever i might have been without it.
i can t say it, but i feel it has a name.
because if we had no eyes, we would never know to see.
we are here and we touch and feel and grab at it.
we speak it and it is hard and bright and when we push it, it moves. we would never know to see.
we would feel and walk and huddle in places, safe.
and the sky would never blue.
or grey.
and we would use our hands to know space and trees and judge.
but we have eyes.
and we see.
something like eyes, then.
something like seeing.
cause i see and i dont breathe.
and pause and still and pale unto the ground.
and the stars become unique.
and the black in between. iit pulls and i fall up.
and it makes me still. and it feels like music.
like waves of strong voices setting in the sun.and they count the stars.
and i can understand.
how big time is.
and how we are already gone as we are here.
and our bones are resting and we are sleeping and safe.
and hurt doesnt matter.
and we were always going to be ok.
and i count them.
and recount them.and run out of numbers.
and it plays in sounds like rain.
and i calm and close my eyes.

there was never a mark on me.