as you sharpen into a threnody.

16 x 40 inches | acrylic on canvas

From where does an edge come?

Out of what did it grow so sharp?

By the end of how many lives?

Othered by which sort of blade?

For whenever could you not be?

From the corner of now

Out of then’s heart

Enough for an untellable story

One pain honed through icy friction

Never murdered its eternity

So enduring is your threnody.

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