bonfire

my bed has been playing coffin with my body

someone outside my door / delivers eulogy

I can’t hear, and it’s raining

fire up from the ground into the sky

and for a moment everyone is dead

except me, cause I’m f l o a t i n g

between worlds, I’m outside my body / someone

dances my vocal chords up out my throat

on marionette strings / omnipotent / puppeteer

god sews obol onto my tongue for Charon,

the strange water ferry man / a purse full

of spit,

but only for a moment then / they’re all breathing

me in / I’m smoke in the lungs of any one I know