fingers rake the sand
slowly
they feel a presence
the surface they penetrate
bits and pieces call out to be found
their toes are bitten
the discovery millions of torn
fingernails
ebony bits of dead cells
cleansed and smoothed
by the friction of breath
beautiful crystallization
remains of
men burnt down to oblivion
they used to walk
barefooted and slumping
their lips kissing the ground
now decomposed
their skeletons devoured
eyes fed ’em
eyes enlarged and swooped down
the search is now over
the crows are content and overweight
very grateful
all they left were
fingernails
buildings swell up and sink
it’s disgusting
like the process of an obese
undergoing liposuction
sand’s abyss sucks them in
couldn’t stand its weight
a terrible burden
relieved
finally dealing with owned insecurities
a fading star faints
coarse dying
turns on and off
asking for help
a suicidal child draws pictures of death
sarcastic jokes
and just like it
re-emerges
a phoenix down
divides
gives itself up
closes in
and for once smiles
family closure
decent ending
no more questions
of what will be
is he okay?
does he need help?
crashing sounds
too loud to bear
close your eyes
perhaps your ears will fall asleep
wash up the ash
bury the grave
together they all die
a casket
beige and welcoming
