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In this hearth

shards open beyond eyes
filled with eulogies
fierce flames
euphoria glancing
 
from our skeleton
we are the kernels
flute bones
 
where love answered
all questions
 
mother in your ebony hair
we played hide and seek
climbing through light
as frequencies
 
mausoleums  
fingerpainted wallpaper
a rustic lost door hinge hanging  
 
this is the room
now we finally
may step inside
 
my father arched over an accordeon
weeping into vaporized void
his sawdust hands
from which we feed
 
benevolent strangers play
in our kitchen where empty chairs  
witness pale dusk
 
leek lingers across uncropped land
there are no violins nor violets here
only these trees know their purpose
 
I dream of after and before
a distant house hen cackles
knowingly
 
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Written by Anne-Ri999
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Author's Note
Dedicated to my parents,
The sentence this is the room step inside, a line from a Joy Division song
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