TheFeatheredSleep – Survival and Remembrance
When you die
people will talk you up
fatten your totem pole into fierce faces
of defiance
because you were strong, because your blood carried
the weight of your legacy and your ancestors
when you die
I will wear your ring on my finger if I am still around
and every sunset will pull the moon down
her mauve redolence
aching in my chest
to hold you against me
for when you die
memory will become a marriage
between us, and the ether
I will live in the past ever more so
recalling the days we spent
living our life in each other’s gastropods
it is my belief we carry within us
the seeds of ancestors and loved ones
blood and violets, oshibanain focus
and each step we make on this earth
we walk alongside the invisible ones
who hold us up when the going gets tough
recently, the going…
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