basketcase. collab

tears of every colour
are pouring from your eyes.
I catch each one in my palm
and study the spectrum of
tiny droplets on my skin, each
colour mixing together and forming
a rainbow on my hand.
[you are my colourful basketcase.]

little pops resonate
from miles beneath bone
like raindrops leaping
headfirst from the sky.
[the rainclouds in your
ribcage bite their cheeks
until their teeth turn to
dust and the skin breaks.]

the threads that hold you
together come undone, and
my love for you grows more
prominent as you fall apart.
[why can't this moment be
mentioned in the history books?]

this disaster dwarfs the fall
of rome; visigoth invasions;
nuclear bombings.
this is the end of the world,
end of my world.
[ashes, ashes, we all
fall
down.]