TO RESIST.

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I don’t know what death is like
but I’m acquainted to
the tormented flesh
storms shaking a quiet mind
fractured identities and tired eyes
soft voices, angelic struggle
there is a reverb inside me
a choir of bacteria
a place where gravity is not pulling.

I don’t know what death is like
but I know life
this stream of unconsciousness
souls, 
broken skin, short hair
young oxygen and fixed media
a piece of paper with a picture
but that’s not me, I already changed
dancing this fast is ripping me apart
Permanence of myself in this world
I don’t know what I’m leaving behind
privileged sadness, crying alone in a stranger’s bathroom.

I don’t know what death is like,
but I know endless life
our naive smiles echoing through history
our bodies blending with the void
an orchestra of devoted friends
a tender feeling of belonging
holding hands to one another
marking our skins with symbols
faithful living, sweet panicking
more life, endless everything.

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