::: Chlorophyll :::

[gnutmeg]

bubbling green flows
slippery and thick
underneath the skin of the world
turbulent
politely viscous as it oozes into my pores

whispers run through veins
flooding questions behind my eyes
but I am a trilobite
silent and scared
with the stillness of joy

it flavours my vision
like indecisive colours
soaking into my point of view
puddling slowly at my fingertips
to feel

brand new
like a dawn in spring
my tongue is blossoming green
leaking fervently
cheerful melodies from my heart