i know when there's next to nothing left,
you're going to pull me from the fire
the ashes, though rapidly falling away,
are what's keeping me together
the stones will remain warm
until the last lines are extinguished
all but inevitable to those
who survive by not stepping to the edge
your altercations, never fought,
can never truly be won
all that once existed is slipping away
the temples and sciences have been forgotten
flashes of light and weightlessness pull me back to you
i know when there's next to nothing left,
you're going to pull me from the fire
attempting to find beauty
in this ugliness that you've made
as if finding any potential residue
will make a difference
eventually, even love
will find itself eroding
the frightening similarities
can even cause unrest in the deepest coma
everything became so clouded
when the storm had passed
misappropriations of undue hostilities
never sympathetic enough to hesitate,
frozen in obliviousness
i know when there's next to nothing left,
you're going to pull me from the fire
and try to dry the condensation
that keeps us alive
you can try to dry the scent of rust and mildew
but this once rigid decaying matter
is relaxing in the soil
these softened muscles have contracted for the final time.
i will not live through this again.
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