no stranger to death
i've walked on your black stoned beaches
heard your voice calling to those who surrounded me
like moths in the night
i've ached for your dark promise
but knew, all the while
it was me you loved best
me who held your eye
as the spirits of the frail-boned
slipped out between your fingers
to some soft light you knew not of
you gave me direction
you drew me to places you were destined for
and you repelled me away when you appeared
and these earthen strangers you so prefer
these fleshy monsters who blind my thoughts
smother me and leave me
indefinitely, eternally
but i follow in your path
and you travel beside me
and i feel you in the shadows
holding me and waiting
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