Beneath my toes Nails painted blood red Abyss A vacuum opens My soles can't touch down For the moment I wear my flesh Like a stranger's My fingers trace the outlines of my bones As if to find the ground Trails of warmth Are left behind Shooting stars Blood flows past the hollows There is only fullness there A light throb and thump against my fingertips Reminding me I'm yet alive My bones are rock and stars My flesh still...