Eigenlicht Kusanagi

Eigenlicht Kusanagi

I couldn’t clutch
A bone of jagged dread
More tightly
In my clenched fist
To my clenched chest

In my right hand
A bag of whispers
Yelled to me

“Push forward.”
“Saw through.”
“Say something.”
“Look away.”

And in the left
A dreadful jag
Of bone as bled
By yesterday

Whispering
“It’s okay.”
“We’re fine.”
Like it could know
What we were doing

Like the fragments
Glittering from shattered
And splintered skeletons
Could chaff my vision
Into tunnels
Refracting a growl of

“Look behind you.”
“Stab.”
“Grip tighter.”

“I said,

Look behind you.”

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