Smoke fills lungs - water - a sort of pool
You are a cave system
The roots of trees reach through the topsoil of your skin - there is not a violence in this it is the most gentle of destructions
Like a tree falling in a silent wood without a set of eyes on it - it is the crumbling face of the buildings resurrected in Pompeii
You are a three thousand year old visage - weathering
These languages against you are salts splitting their ways into your strata - they leave a snail trail behind them - they want you to follow their journey
The cracked open mountain - broken by dynamite and willpower - reveals a strange cake-like interior
Your layers are less complicated for sure - there were fewer lives involved - but they are just as interesting
What is this red thing your finger is on - where was it supposed to go -
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| A relief from the ancient city of Nimrud - a site destroyed by ISIS in 2015 |
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