Equinox Flowers

It was sand
Not cement
I stopped construction
And started dreaming
Materials from the clouds
Wishes from the earth
Stones layered
Tulips buried like the dead
I feel the heartbeats of people I haven’t met yet
Pages have been ripped from my book
Chapters scribbled out
Words banned
Demons summoned
I grieve those missing sentences
Mirrors are up
What is the truth?
Slice me open
Turn my heart to ash
Pain is the force required
To open the portal

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