looking at the ceiling

pinwheeled 

perfections 

whistling ghouls 

watercolor tears 

cherry blossom 

fumes

neon fusions 

dancing shadows 

surging into the beat 

electronic

electricity 

charging 

veins 

sweating 

at 

the 

feelings 

overriding the systems

flatline 

fatal 

overwhelming 

unwanted 

emotions 

set

on 

sight 

to 

fall in love 

with 

the feeling 

blowing a wish on a shooting 

star 

waiting for a miracle 

as she laid 

in her 

snow globe 

room 

and watched 

her 

ceiling 

danced 

in 

childish 

wishes 

of 

him