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ships out within 3 days
And the wind and the wings
And our muscles moved
Through the static truth
In the scattered flowers' home
Headstones rest like windows
Hiding alabaster bones
And latent, lidded eyes
Truncated captured sighs
I bid the hands to stop and the pulse to die
For life, life can't chase us here.
And the dark and the sheets
And our exhales synced
To the dim lit noise
And the seas of ink
On what could be said in measures
This is beyond measures that I know
And hollow symphony
Skin and tongue and cheek
I beg your palm in mine and unspoken pleas
Then time, time can’t waste us here
So it goes, and I know how it ends
But can’t we spin the reels to gaze at how it once began?
If life is anything like this, lay my reluctant shrine
I wouldn’t change a thing, but such a waste of space and time
And the names engraved and the resting place
And the soul bookended by two days it did never see
But remember me by them
Drowning cathedrals call
They pitch to no resolve
And watch the spirit sprawl
The lines, lines don’t phase us here
On bread and faith alone how is one content to know?
But I can see the light above me by the shade below.
If death is anything like this, be still my quaking lungs
They quicken slow for fear that they wont fill me fast enough