galatea.

by lexi roberts
(with some words included from a distant love)

my limbs are tied, my lions in shambles Im sleeping in their manes tonight I will be your lioness ! ! Stream your paws through my esh ! like the young boy running ngers through silk ! for the rst time ! I am ready to tie my ribbons around your ears ! ! ! ! ! ! ! with my delicate velvet roar

You draw tears on the faces you sketch, my tongue against the paper i lick them away and replace them with hot breath and pink cheeks you're warm against the very center of my windy Chicago heart, come cover me in blankets made of sound waves create them with your whispers

Imagine a hummingbird in slow motion, the way i beat my wings against your chest ! hearts hitting our ribs,! a delicate explosion ! ! ! ! ! effervescence of my veins zzing into yours

I stare at a glass of sparkling water for three hours I stare at a glass of sparkling water I stare at a glass I stare at you staring at me behind a rainy window

(we touch through the condensation)

we reincarnated

entered the esh again

transmigration
soul to soul we whisper

caves inhale breath ! ! to expand ! ! grow lungs ! ! house our echoes

the tide, with its massive limbs and hungry pearl irises, crashes against my cheek and i know its you a reddened sunset yawns, stretches, halfway down a coast and i want you a cardinal rolls an indistinguishable language off a coral tongue and somehow ies away like muleta being waved in a bullght and i want you

I want to be the shell of you, house yourself into me like a child tucking in her lover under the largest blanket in the biggest bed in the highest room of a handmade dollhouse ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! they will nd the house in an attic forty years later and they will wonder why a small sparrow lies under the largest blanket in the biggest bed in the highest room of my chambered heart

I want you as a bird inside of me

you are the Milky Way and i am the Andromeda: i want to kiss you and feel like i am nally colliding with you prior to the 3.5+ billion years it will take to nally touch arms

i will wait 3.5 billion years for you

i will wait, my meadow rue, for you

HEAVY YOU ARE, ON MY MIND

My Pygmalion, whose hands carve statues out of my esh My pygmalion, the coral covers the rocks, sedimentary naked esh you cover with chisels and your hands create a Great Barrier Reef out of me The glass box they put me in will be worth it

I am your Galatea, my esh, ivory and hollow as your bones you ll me with origami cranes and the translucent syrup of cherries, i have the will of ight in my blood this was never a story where birds were buy one, get one free but I took two anyways, one of you and one of me we ew in opposite directions, love, the last thing i remember is our wings colliding like galaxies colliding atoms dispersed and mixed a sparrow with the wings of a condor i soar above skyscrapers cherry syrup too sweet in my marrow youre too sweet to me, I love you

my last 1,000 tweets were about you

ravaging me

HEAVY, YOU ARE

I am deep into the study of why birds don't y away when you touch them but why did i y away when you touched me why did i y away why did i where did i how did i go wrong

Experiment #1
observation: i am a bird question: why did i y away hypothesis: i ew away because i was afraid experiment: *ies away* collected data: *is gone* *is still afraid* changed hypothesis: i ew away because i am in love with you

Experiment #2
observation: i am in love with you hypothesis: i am in love with you experiment: i am in love with you collected data: i am in love with you changed hypothesis: i am still in love with you

you are the quiet embers of me you are the quivering consciousness of me i press my bluejay feet into your cardinal cheeks from a distance

into your ear, i will tell you,

I am so sorry.

I am, so

(alone)

in love with you.

"Forever alone" whispers the moon as it revolves around its lover, realizing it will never be able to touch the earth forever alone the sound of ngers across empty glass forever alone the empty bird nest forever alone my hands and the way they curl into sts around the spaces you walked through forever alone i whisper into every shell that lost an ocean,

forever alone

HEAVY, ON MY MIND

Somewhere there is a piata of you and me lled with the breath you exhaled the rst time you kissed me: blindfolded, my mouth fumbles in the air to nd it, i catch only butteries in my mouth the taste of butter and honey the taste of what i thought would be you. I have come to the conclusion that you tasted of the moon but i have never tasted the moon and therefore didnt understand the eclipse we created when your lips (la luna) melted my soul (del sol)

heavy you are

HEAVY,

YOU

on my mind you are broken unfurnished draped in white cloth (sigh) ghostly gracefully dancing around my head like sheep (sigh) like sheep you swirl around my head galaxies white cloth draped over my head blinded where are you (sigh) fumbling dancing gracefully into you please (sigh) heavy, you heavy, my mind i sigh

layered in maroon chiffon i melt into the oorboards

Pygmalion fell in love with Galatea before she was human. Perhaps Im just not human yet.