I watched it all growand then slowly wilt, back into nothinga cycle introduced, a pattern to be followed.
Jaw clenchedas theywrench down the door,a sharp crack,and then a wretched smell that knockedmy spirit…
The waves of the seacrash by your pale feet,a gentle touch, teasinga stronger future grip.
Wet paper remains,dying, by thesides of your waves.
Scattered digital voices,cells within a sea,a thousand unseen motivations,the wires underneath.
Words decompose against the calcium femurs of their tones, when you bury them in a churchyard of chemical fear.
I left clouds of drying blood upon your wrinkled bedsheets.They took the dullest bones to keep,a body…
She only stopped hitting when it made her hands hurt.Burying the joy, a body piled in the…