untimely orifice,
subtly trodden
on whetted stones.

an oasis of
nostalgia splurged
into your wake,
tissue plunging into
an indefinite praise.

the echo frayed
your form and
saturated your
sunken flesh.
a fissured whispering
of distinguished life.

even you knew more
about fluttering eyelids
than my mind could
sort to decompose.