The heart beating in and fading
out of our lives, all dressed up
meat suit unzips and falls
like a flag Six feet under, to
the wiggling

caretakers and night creatures.
Were footprints of strangers
walk past us and flowers are
the only thing placed and
touched
On a cold stone tattooed in my date of
birth and when I left earth.The light
in my
eyes sucked out and left with deep
black sockets and rotten carcass
now crooked and soulless.

All memories buried, ghosted away
all possessions that once was
borrowed now given away
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