SATURNALIA

SATURNALIA

2.3.12

Statuesque

time for you to get some rest,
know a little distance from your death
i know you need to catch your breath
you have to salvage whatever's left

your eyes are like diamonds,
glassed over and light-less
shattered to pieces, you're falling
into the sky, you're statuesque

your skin is pearlescent,
white and lifeless
sinking into the depths,
scattered among the rest

you were watching and waiting,
it's burned into your eyes
this is what it's like
to watch a person die

not a word of restraint,
you're a flint against the tide
blue now, in the ocean
you really should have spoken

now she is statuesque,
bruised and broken

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