ASHES AND BIRTHDAY CANDLES

your birthday was halo-lit nights and cigarettes in sugar cakes—

melted icing smeared over the tips of flames snuffed out in the dark.

you asked for a songbird, said your lungs were burnt with apocalypse dust

your lips tainted with the taste of escape from a world with cracked

rose glasses

and i gave you a beating heart but you stared birdlike with all your feathers showing

 

EYES OPEN

 

EYES OPEN

 

EYES OPEN

 

silver plumes peeking from a spinal cord tall and brittle as a lamppost lit with a singular glowing

bulb

and it was me and you and the smoke and the flame in your head

on your birthday—

 

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