Ashen

Bone resembles glass in my chest Remembering your weight I folded the light inside my ribs Until it snapped into a cage The air is a mirror And you are not reflected in it Every corridor I walk hums With the absence you carved Trust rotted Left fingerprints in my veins I traced them with ice Fingers frozen into claws That caught nothing The soft part of me Was a city you razed Now the rubble has its own pulse And it beats without a sound I wear the memory of you Like a shard pressed into skin And it hurts so precisely That the wound is elegance Nothing passes through Nothing touches Nothing bends Even grief is a machine I dismantled And stacked into neat towers Inside the hollow of my throat I do not bleed I do not wait I do not hope Even fear folds into itself Before it reaches me Every echo of your voice Is a fossil Every warmth you left Is a blueprint for winter The world moves around me And I am a cage that nobody owns The frost in my lungs Has learned its own gravity You left nothing I built everything from the absence Ash is stronger than flesh Silence sharper than a knife And I will carry it all Without ever opening the door Again

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