You rained feathers on me
Gentle razor touches
that I did not feel until my flesh was gone
Shoulder blades pressed to concrete
As the falling ash shelters my new form
and dissolves in the bloody footprint you left me with
Eyes that never close
Stare at the sun, I am ashamed to see what I have become
The darkness is warm and familiar
Barely aware and in position to receive my champion
I shatter under foggy breath
My dust on the breeze, living in my death
