Cracks appear in skin
Lines swallowing light
As the years bleed
Into nothing.
No love will tend these
Wounds. This damage is
irreversible.
No balm will show me
mercy.
These fissures yield no blood,
No illustration of pain.
This is my final
Transmutation.
From stone — into dust.
Feb 9, 2017
Feb 9, 2017 at 6:04 PM UTC
Cracks appear in skin
Lines swallowing light
As the years bleed
Into nothing.
No love will tend these
Wounds. This damage is
irreversible.
No balm will show me
mercy.
These fissures yield no blood,
No illustration of pain.
This is my final
Transmutation.
From stone — into dust.
