Héctor Morales
English·Poetry··1 min read

Vivisection for Full Organ Donation

They unrolled the grass over me
They buried me without digging a hole
A shallow grave
Not deep at all
And from there, the world grew over me

From my pain, they grew carnations
They perfume the wind and the spring

From my anxieties they erected cities
Still buzzling to the time my heartbeat set

From my every fear they fed a fountain
It bestows courage upon those who drink from it

From my loneliness they built a fireplace
People gather around it to see eachother's faces and keep warm

At my feet they rooted the oak trees
They are older now than I ever got to be

A whole world
From a flawed foundation
From an unworthy father

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