Nosebleed Sun

The nosebleed sun bled on me

Shedding me but letting me through

A common ground with a-nothing around

Would help me forget what I knew

A belly of worms that lived in the sand

Like cold shadows lived on the land

A sign that life in all shapes and sizes

Aren’t equal to that of a man

Death to my left

And my ego far behind

I cherish the gift

That is life

As I search for

A sign a gate or a word

Something that’s different

Than my made-up world