stardust.

her hair whipped around her eyes with a fury of a thousand rays of sun.
she swayed from side to side and her limbs were a concoction of fluid.
she pretended that the lights dancing around her loved her back.
that when she snorted stardust the lights were real and held her close.

he had heard her speak of multiple ailments but had never seen one.
she spoke of daddy long legs crawling out of her ears and down her spine.
how her fingernails raked at her sides until she was raw and bleeding.
that her toes popped when she walked like bubbles in the wind.

but when he undressed her in the dark he found no flaws, only goose bumps.
her eyes held the solar system and lit up her face, placid but ready.
she was always prepared for something that he knew was intangible.
a tick buried deep in her brain that she fueled with drugs and made her paranoid.

it wasn't until his heart was pounding sludge through his veins did he know.
after a taste of her stardust he watched as she melted through a sea of light.
he became painfully aware of the illusive daddy long legs, his bloody fingernails.
his toes were floating in his shoes and he was suddenly stricken with fear.

he felt that elusive tick echoing through the crevices of his brain.
he became a rock wall and when she touched him, he was made of stone.
when they woke up, his eyes were glassy and shooting stars sprang from his pupils.
they branched out and sparked across her cool skin as she softly breathed.

she held a pouch of stardust in one hand and his heart in the other.
the pouch was filled with the surreal and his heart, with the inevitable.
an ultimatum was on the tip of her tongue and the sour taste made her bitterly sober.
so to wash it down, she dropped his heavy heart and snorted stardust.