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Counting the Elements

by E.K. 

your mouth stripped away my

skin, peeled my body to the

bone like virgin snow, an open

pulse underneath your brutal

 

hands. how did you become so

hollow? how did you burn out

the sound of your own heart

beating and how did you break

 

me without remembering

that we all come from galaxies?

we are all the children of countless

elements spinning in empty space

 

forming intricate patterns that burst

into light so vast that those of us

on earth cannot sense the death

of a star for many lifetimes later,

 

and slowly i am beginning to

see that for you, it was all a colorless

void from which you took

fistfuls to make yourself whole.


© 2015 Emergence Magazine

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