you are not filled with stardust
or outerspace
you're filled with blood
and it's spilling out onto
the floor
your insides are spilling out
onto
the floor

your first kiss and the time you
made your mother smile so hard
she cried and your 6th birthday
when you got every present you
wanted is dripping down
your arms and you're coughing 
up and spitting out every 
memory that ever made you
laugh so hard you couldn't
breathe 
and the time you held hands with 
the boy you loved more than anything 
in the world
and its all melting into the tiles in your bathtub

those are not stars rushing out of your
skin
it's you
and everything you are