The grave

this part of me that won't die

that is stain

a resonance

a rocket

two shadows now.

one split.

i can bury it 

it claws up through the earth

and back into my body

through tiny feet

that are running as quickly as they can

towards anything

any man

any song

any dance

any drug

this part of me that doesn't die.

a zombie heart

feeling without beating

loving with nothing to love

embracing an empty space

a grave look on it's face

i can bury it.