The ocean floor is littered with whale bones Ivory dreams that sink forgotten amongst silt The fish swim in between ribs like birds flitter through mine Asphalst graveyards lined with tiny carcasses Where once survivalists and now just carrion I saw a signpost for a crematorium and thought of The way your hand burns against my cheek Everything on heaven and earth is eaten by sunlight and decay In the distance there are trees being felled I hear nothing and so pretend they have not died But I can feel their groaning bodies, I can feel the axe swing In my sharp exhale when you put your palm to my knee If I close my eyes I see the temples that used to stand here Where once we prayed to Gods and now buy coffee The prayer on our lips much softer now But I still feel like a sacrifice when you kiss me A pyre dream, quick as flame and soft as smoke Who's dreams do I carry with me in this life? Who's aching heart do i remember when the wolf howls? I witnessed birds die midflight and fall by the hundreds My atoms rocked into memory of their first journey Spread across a thousand stars that crashed into yours Became then the fish that was born between whale ribs How many lives do I carry inside of me? What histories lie beneath my feet? Who's bones am I standing on right now? Who's deaths will fall like ash atop mine?