I see a dove aflight in the dark sky
darkness all around
the dove is a beacon
like a doorway
a warm beating heart for me to hold myself close to
It flies down to me and lands on my shoulder
and we gaze into eachothers eyes
something seems wrong
as I gaze into its eyes past green fields white roses and pale
altars erected outside of time
something feels wrong I see unblemished fruit and crystal
lake and angels’ wings leading to the clouds
something feels wrong my eyes fall
my
                         eyes
             fall
         f
                   a
                              l
                                        l
     to
                         my
               blo
     ody
                            hand
    s.                 (stop... I scream)
blood
covers my hands
blood covers my hands
I have murdered myself.