this is
just speculation,
just speculation,
your pain cannot compete

with incineration
incineration.
his skin cracks underneath
the radiation.
the radiation.
he can hardly breathe in.
this separation
this separation
is all there is in him:

he's been calling your name,
screaming through a wall of flames.
a case of melting away,
the floor has become his grave.

deliberation.
brought by intimidation
searching the eyes of the sky.
no limitation
to my incarceration
grounded wings can't seem to fly

so many near and i'll admit
the embers glowing brightly lit
like fireflies,
they burn forever.
the shadows laugh as bright as day.
he knows they're aimed his way.
he looks up and prays for
gentle weather:

he's been calling your name,
screaming through a wall of flames.
a case of melting away,
the floor has become his grave.
he's been seeing her face,
staring through a coffin case.
she's been taken away
here lie her remains.