You see it burn about my face. Reaching coarse hand through bone, through flesh, chest. Squeeze my heart still. Steady me — Fill my vision with your wide open face, before thee days get shorter, before the light goes, before it becomes too dark. When you go, leave your hand in my chest. Steady me. Stitch wire quick, sternum cracked and split and ripped through white skin, pulled taught, knotted, tied off, kissed. Inside, your hand, its iron grip; slowing ventricular twitch. Rings, nails, fingers dig — The heart submits. Steady me, my blood thickens, body stiffens, your hand holds us steady.
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Wow Molly…