Ashes to Ashes

she left this world a stranger. her flesh full of empty pages. leaving me with the weight of all her unwritten words.

time slithers inside our veins. a magnificent narcotic. simultaneously turning us old and making us young. the burden of flesh becomes us. salvation becomes surrender.

we’re soft. fragile cocoons on the precipice of metamorphosis. we’re hard. full of stones we can’t let go.

we try to know each other, but we barely come close. all those dense corridors carve their mazes inside our minds. how can we know anyone, when we still don’t know ourselves.

she left this world as helpless as she had entered it.

a scab in the back of my throat. that still bleeds when i remember.

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