Violent collar bone and the ribs
long and ominous limbs
held together by that gold cross hung on his neck

Conscience no longer resides in that body but a

conglomerate of organs sustaining their own will that

cage this burning desire

the crests his ribs create
the fire inside him eventually cracks them open and

faces the abiotic realm
collapsing together with the host that carried history

worth of millions of years

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