death / tower

what comes down must build itself back up

hearthless in the coming 
summer season 
burning 
with the remnants of 
childhood 
long lost in the ash /

i am fearful of the 
flame that threatens to 
burn 
what little 
remains /

Cremation: in early 
dawn 
Funeral: at late 
night 
that cures the doubt 
birthed /

from the pregnancy 
of my doubt 
nestled
in my womb 
like a 
parasite /

scorching to the 
touch 
the loss of 
sight 
flame flickering 
retina, iris /

sacrifice to the 
goddess
burning on the 
pyre 
to flee the coffin, 
to wake from the Dead

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