When I die
watch the woods
where my eyes glow
so you can remember
how afterlife was
in the beginning

reversed beating of the heart
within a meteor’s schard
will silently confess
the way life
at the beginning was

Let the fireflies say
by their suicidal surrender
in the headlights
of the highway
what foolish love was like
on this timeline spike



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