In This Flesh

The early bright opens our rooms

We are pleased to live

to be placed in this flesh for a time

We relearn our hands

spend silence with new pastimes

realize that often

only we believe our own truth

Back when night used us up

our ashes fell like lace

upon hollowed out bones

of lovers and children

Embers took our names

smoldering age and a promise

to walk in towering crystal halls

with opulence and narrow minds

Now these prisons fade

under a flash-glow ballad of sky

Beautiful just for you


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