#decay kin

[swordbird-art]

[thenotfoxforest]

"Shallow" poem written by TheNotFoxForest

When I die, bury me with moss

bury me with leaves and put me in the ground with the glass shards of my silent heart

Don't burn my corpse and turn me to diamond

don't trap my soul in a prison of polished wood

My life was not what I meant it to be and I couldn't regret a word or action even still

and even still

fill my body with seeds and snails

let flowers grow from my misguided soil made of rotting flesh and forgotten wishes and let them unfold

The canyons painted with my skin welcome rivers of slime and foul-scented liquid

Let me be beautiful in all the ways I could never achieve in my live state

and let a forest grow from my corpse

When I die, let my heart and soul keep growing

let it keep breathing

let it keep beating it's phantom song

"Thump, thump, thump,"

My heart still says

it is silent still

it makes no vibration in the air which travels through your ears and is interpreted into what we know as sound, but it is still there all the same

I could not live this life as it is, I cannot as it was but I can now,

filled with the cacophony of home and all who live here

the forests of now weep and mourn for what is told to them, but maybe

it will be okay.

So leave me be in a shallow grave

I will feel the warm embrace of soil and the comforting and wonderful touch and kiss of roots, worms, and fungi

Allow the sun showers and storms to wash your face of tears for something I did not fear and revel in my newfound wonders

When I die, bury me with my soul free and my body shallow.