decompose with me

love, let us lay together here in this wet earth.

let it consume us. let it sink its teeth into our soft flesh.

let the earth swallow us whole, eat us raw.

let us return from that which we came:

for we are not ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

we are earth to earth, we are earth from earth.

i do not know of eternal life but i know of

your hand in mine. so let us lay here.

the seasons will change. soon it will be spring and

moss will grow

where your spine once was

flowers will bloom

in the decay of my ribcage

let us create an eternity for ourselves

here among the bogs here laying

among the peat and moss and sundews

let it blanket us. let us become one with the dirt.

here we will welcome death. i am no longer afraid

for they will find us hand-in-hand

i speak of decay, but decay is not a guarantee.

this is an act of

preservation:

the acid of the peat

will melt our bones

but not the flesh.

not the organs.

they will find my heart

one day and know it beat with yours.