ballisticbunny
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As my body decays,
the earth calls for my flesh,
as it does in life
and in death.
A quiet gravity,
older than memory,
pulling bone and breath
back to its keeping.
I was only ever
temporarily placed—
a passing arrangement
of dust and pulse,
learning how to leave
whilst still here.
-bb.
the earth calls for my flesh,
as it does in life
and in death.
A quiet gravity,
older than memory,
pulling bone and breath
back to its keeping.
I was only ever
temporarily placed—
a passing arrangement
of dust and pulse,
learning how to leave
whilst still here.
-bb.