come. sink deeply. let me pick apart your bones and empty out your worry. come. sit with me. i will wash your eyes with rose water till they shine like pearl. come. let me hold your tired soul. be weary. fall into me. i am a bed of silk and cold cream. i will melt into your skin and lighten every load. come. lay your head in my lap. let me smooth away the wrinkles time has forced upon you. let me dye the fraying nerves in your wrist. till they are gold. let me sing to you. until your head is no longer heavy and you smell of tangerines. come. let me braid your hair with the greenest seaweed. let me chain you to the ocean floor. shut your eyes and let the waves wash over you. imagine them as a ticking clock moving back and forth and stealing your worry. don't be afraid. come. let me save you.
DEATH IS SALVATION, AND I AM THE GENTLEST EXECUTIONER.
