They dusted the stars on my eyelids,
And coated my skin in the glowing embers of the sky
The drew upon my body,
A thousand stories
And once  they had painted my limbs,
With the colors of the night and the shooting stars,
That seeped deep below the skin
Dying my veins and arteries
Silver, blue and gold.
They split my soul.
And let the silver that gushed out
Coat my skin like varnish
They threw me into an abyss
To light the way in the dark
And there I stayed suspended.
Whispering secrets of all that I could see
Of lover sitting upon my banks
Spinning cobwebbed grey threads,
Spinning stories and tales
For the effusive glowing rivers to engulf
They called me Eridanus.

Featured artwork : Sana Hassan