across my heart, throwing off the
poachers. Who are on the quest to
capture precious ivory tusks.
Even then the bandits
steal the rubies from
my treasure chest. They
gloat with an incurable glee.
It won't be long until
I'm a vast empty nothingness.
The ghosts will still visit me,
they scare away the flies.
It doesn't matter that people leave.
I'll find myself again in the ocean
I'll linger for a moment
With sea glass of every color.
Or be in a rain forest
with florescent frogs and snakes.
The wild birds will stay,
and bury me with star-gazer lilies.
Monkeys will braid my hair and
Lions will wash my face with rose-oil.
I'll be a goddess forever and ever,
in the infinity of now.
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