"Pyre (I)" by Aly Acevedo
Can you burn the porcelain if it is full of water
Can I toss this body in with it
Can these bruises turn to burns
Can the glass shards melt into something beautiful
Will the trash bags full of you become the ash in the air
I save the image of when you laid my body out
I rescue the porcelain bathtub
Our bed feeds the fire
The cold air turns to smoke
The doors you slammed dance in flames
The bathtub is black and empty
And you never hold me again
"Pyre (II) by Aly Acevedo
Let this flicker of light dance into the night,
rot this carcass til the animals feast.
Am I something worth looking at?
Let this fire burn my skin,
dress my corpse in untouchable heat.
Am I finally at peace?
Let this flame only leave bones,
make my lifeless body unrecognizable.
Am I burning beautifully?
Don’t mourn me.