years from now

when i’m 6 feet under

and the earth has forgotten my name

when all I am is a collection of bones under a stone

now too faded to tell of my story

when the roots dig into my body

and the insects make nests in my corpse

they will dig into my brain and they will get visions of you

they will see you through my eyes

and love you through my heart

they will feel all that I felt because how could they not?

they will know you in every curve of my cracked collarbone

and in every piece of flesh that you once kissed

they will live indescribable wonder as they feast on the corner of my brain where you live always

and forever