they tell me I'm made of dust
as though a slight gust
could blow me apart
As if the beating wasn't just my heart
but a maze of particles
infusing every article
dead and blown away
they tell me ill return to ashes
like i was made of ashes in the first place
like instead of thoughts it was just space
that your hand on my heart wasn't what kept it apace
but just science in the ashes
in the dust
Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 6:20 PM UTC
they tell me I'm made of dust
as though a slight gust
could blow me apart
As if the beating wasn't just my heart
but a maze of particles
infusing every article
dead and blown away
they tell me ill return to ashes
like i was made of ashes in the first place
like instead of thoughts it was just space
that your hand on my heart wasn't what kept it apace
but just science in the ashes
in the dust
