It was me who broke your neck in 15 places.
YES, it was me. and now i have mars bars under my nails.
digging. i keep on digging.
if i could just bring you. UP. we, meaning me and athena will have a shot.
its really fucking cold. and there's mud in my shoes. but we never said goodbye.
the dirt. the particles are rotting my teeth - that I'm baring at your name on the stone.
i'm a little closer now - wiping away dust to see a hinge.
my hands tremble behind me. resurrecting to my knees. and neo-bending my back. i recharge and bring down the wrath of an axe.
crazily, i destroy your coffin. your pine box. your space shuttle.
and in the settled dust and fingernails. below the shards of splintered wood and burly bones is you.
your ears big as the day light.
i kneel. and wrap my hands around your disheveled flesh. i bring you up to my neck, arms, lips.
slipping my mouth past you i whisper "father?"
its so hard to recognize you now.
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