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Your Body Is Your Home. Don’t Burn It Down

I.
What happens when the foundation gives in heaves?
I do not want to die
But she who must go on does not feel the same
She shakes
& I can feel her skin blue
I am no longer living in this body

II.
Where do I run when the fire starts?
The smoke consumes me
My first & last thoughts are always of you.

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Melt into the soil
like chocolate coins you’ve forgotten in your pocket
sweet, rich cocao that sticks sweet to your fingers like Elmer’s glue

I envy the earthworms under my feet
Wash me over with the dark, rich earth
Just for a moment.

Photo Inspiration/ HONY