sixteenI am not looking for God-
I'm sure he can find me-
and I am not waiting to die.
I took one last breath when I was born
and forever went under...

sinking...
(darkness with weight -
heavy earth, massive stars,
unbearable routines
anvils for hearts
concrete lips
leaden eyes...)

at the bottom,
another door...
light, swinging freely when opened,
and I can hear what's on the side
without me...

I hear sunshine -
broad chords of beams
and drumbeats of morning;
I hear love -
a low, steady wail;
and I hear the door
swinging shut forever.


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