A noire Martian

(basquiat's fool fetish)

My face is the infinite winks.. Moon powder..
The grain of florescent cocaine caught in the night’s cloak.

Drowning swords.. Metallic streaks..
Like lines of mirror tangled in the mesh of the sky’s ocean.

A moon.
An eye.
A nocturnal Cyclops..
Tarred, painted by a puddle of melting onyx.

I am a pool of black diamond raindrops..
Boundless, without cornea and spilling into milk.
A highlighted orchid of black flame..
Blazing forever.

I am a hero’s funeral

I touch night sky..

And become a swirling stir of
Shadows.
.. A Noir Martian.

neptoonjune....outtie
(triple black gotham like moth jet buzzes byeeeee)