First Breath

James Long
Dec 10, 2021
1 min read

Their world was heavy iron

I knew no better

Until the color fangtore through my ribs

Mortal, finally

Agony to touch I held it close

and wept because I feared its wings

At last Eternal

My life a painting, yours for you

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