Read it in the fire.

I read it in the fire

and the swelling of ocean moans.

I heard it on the wind

in the sound of cracking bones.

I don't know the future

but we all end up alone

and there are places deep inside

that hurt but still feel like home.

Keep me in your heart until

the light fades from the stars

I don't pretend to know when

the bell tolls or the sensor alarms.

I can feel you in my skin

and the hollow of my arms

but light can't reach these depths

and I'm adrift in empty charms.

Wonder what will happen when

the world spins without you

and all that's left is your old mess

because legacy is a lie,

your name is lost in ages

and tomorrow happens regardless.

Find me no plot and no head

of stone to plant in earth and mire.

I will not sleep in dirt once

freed from this bottomless desire.

I have no memory to bless

or vengeance or even ire.

I am not found in absence

but read in the fire.

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