i do not speak.
i do not kneel.
i do not burn with them.
their gods pass through me.
their songs rot in my mouth.
i am nothing here
and nothing waits for me.
the sky opens up, the time is near,
one final breath, and then i'll disappear
there's no denying
what i feel for you.
if i tried to explain it,
it would take a thousand words.
my soul is tangled in yours.
i feel you in everything.
when i look at myself,
i see you.
if you stay here long enough,
you might hear it too
the hum beneath your ribs,
the soft insistence of something sacred
refusing to die