Poem inspired by an art form, I wrote it in class and revised it a little bit.

mark across the sky 

she looks like the death of what you know

surrender all

reflect the past in every lesson that you hold

with empty naked hands

and dream of me

i’ll leave a mark across the sky

like a map of heaven signs  

but please be nasty in your mind

for every woman that you'll meet

will keep my broken heart