Soil's DivideI keep telling myself im going under to feel something again,Soil's Divide by ~Captain-Carrion
to feel anything again.
But perhaps there's more to it, maybe im trying to remember something
or forget everything entirely.
Regardless, the anticipation is worth the labor
so i get busy digging.
I go slow to hear myself think, and use my hands to feel her breathe.
The very grains that make up the world we lived upon
fill my hands in scoops by the dozen
each spec rolling center point, resting on these palms so naturally
like it belongs there.
Just like her tiny hands, the stroke of her hair.
Like the warmth of her skin, the grasp of her radience.
Just like her, in ever