Pine

For Nova.


Maybe my jaw should have been broken, bone against bone, squeaking like hinges

Maybe my skin should have been flayed, pieces caught in the grooves of blade, fingernails, my blood like ink rushing through the prints of my accuser

Mountain of lies

They cast a never ending shadow

They eat me alive, devour me, invade my mouth, my throat, my lungs, my

Legs used to be like sun rays, warm and golden, running on forever,

up, up, up into blinding light

Now my legs are charred, burnt to the bone, my body, black ash that stirs in the wind and chokes your breath. If you go looking for the light you'll find it's gone

Supernova, burnt out

Stardust smells like pine needles