For my guiding light, for the star which shines on this path I walk.

This is the first of a two-part series called Shadow Mirrors. Part B is Cruel.

“Kind” – Recorded 05/20/2022 – Auroraboros – Objects, and the Distance Between Them

love me…
sunlight on the skin of a child, lost to war
ribbon flesh caught on the barbs of an internment camp fence
skin and bone
make me to crawl
beneath the surface of your heart
a rise and fall
a distant memory split
from the edge of time
an echo
the voice you know
but cannot name
the disease
you cannot remedy

in the pool of my longing
until with swollen bloat
i might seep in
through cracks and crevices
filling you with
for when i will inevitably vacate this space
leaving you empty once more
as i have been without you for so long

to dead things and damp places
a hollow sound
like a forgotten song
ringing in your ears
playing as you fall asleep
strange trumpets and haunting strings
guides to the abyss
the other side
where we are one
where we are alone
endless and immutable

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