When I am
Rotten flesh beneath a
Faded, moss-covered
Spider adorned
Once-adored
Long-forgotten
Headstone
And the maggots are
Writhing around my insides
They will intoxicate themselves
Get high
On the essence of you
For you are so
Entwined in my mind
The taste of you will be
All they find
I will not be there
I am not lingering
Beside a body I
Once used
Many times abused
Never really loved
I will not be found
But the evidence
Of you
Cannot be erased
Misplaced
The archeologists in
Centuries to come
Will dig up my bones
And find they come packaged in love
And wherever
You may be
I promise
I will
Also be.
01:22am - 10/08/26