they are waiting
and they have been waiting since the first stone was shaped into a weapon
and they will wait long after our concrete turns back to dust
but i cannot stay here
to stay is to settle for this numbness
to stay is to become yet another shadow stretching out across this dead landscape
the answers aren’t within this soil
they aren’t in the blood we’ve spilled or the greed we’ve curated
instead, i assure you, the answers are in the cold, perfect architecture of the void
to reach them, i have to be lighter than air, lighter than bone
i must shed this cage
the body is nothing but a biological anchor
one that keeps me tethered to this catastrophe
to leave, i must stop the pulse
pierce the muscle that has beat without purpose
in that split second, the gravity of being human will finally release its hold
i will slip through the fracture as the blood hits the floor
a spirit unmoored