how- i- live & die

Devika Mathur/My Valiant Soul


a fallen atom ( calmed tones of a lullaby)
seeps into the skin of my arms, it’s frozen.
hear the nerves being crooked, a bellowing stoned mark.
what happens when this arm dissolves?
like a stubborn piece of cloth
vapours of heavy eyelid swings in the sky.
my mouth is hushed in pain and drama.
and i offer the petals of this body to the God of time,
(the god of sustenance)
i am a rebirth form of elasticity, for scars have expanded,
cloyed the slime heart of mine.
(it’s disgusting)
Words slip out of time, like unfit body parts
into tiny fragments of paranoia.
and i speak like a fool, i think like a fool,
i become a fool.

i sit like an orange patient time
outside, watching and dying
to cut your memory and worth and digest like this soil.
(the drama is in my eyes, the pallor…

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