Sunday, March 5, 2023

Corpses'

 



I wonder how many moons have passed


We lay in silence searching for life in our boxed darkness

and all we have are past memories of who we were before we shed our blood and ground our teeth

before we trusted the soils to warm our skins with smooth lies of hope

that we may wake up someday and learn to love again


I have been down here for a while

and my sockets keep looking up anticipating a goodnight kiss so I rest in peace

I have my pores open for you

and my hair is still as hard as I played you

all we have are rocky cold hearts

separating us from a forever cuddle


I wonder if heaven is real

or maybe hell

because we are stuck somewhere in between but dead

we keep burying each other deeper into the crust


In us life has cultivated pain and joy

they grow as our bones dissolve with time

we become one with the earth


And we now know,


That today is all we have

and our skulls will know life as a tuneless rhythm

we danced to

and buried our laughter beside each other


but apart.


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