I am my own light and my own ashes
She was born to burn.
Another person came to collect the embers.
They met in time, embraced in the mezzanine of hymns, and built an altar with each other's bones every night when no one witnessed it.
The altar does not need light.
They themselves are.
"It took me thirty-two years to learn how to kill a man."
"Slower"
"But thorough enough"
day and embers
One is unable to wait for the light of dawn
One is a fire that cannot be burned cleanly
Intention: The light that cannot wait
