Celestial Minds

Picking supernovas from my garden
In a desert far from nowhere
Euphoric irises and sanguine lips
Eclipse; soon to shine on
Shimmering plateaus,
Dust arises like stars in the depths
Of Neptune's vast domain,
I see planets consume the fruit
Of destiny hidden in the niche
Of life; yet somehow we protrude,
A scar upon this emerald vale
Destined for a fate undeserving,
But guided by hands taught
That their actions are out of their
Control.

I water daises with my tears,
For my galaxies have withered
In a spiral of decay, they stay.
So I weep for those that tremble,
And think for those that shiver,
Now I wait for those that see
The truth; a flesh obsessed monstrosity.