words by dominic riccitello

we break into pieces
of a solemn tranquility
to lie in the waves
of our essence
i held in arms
we gravitate
towards planes which
levitate our emotions
i feel your human
to the soul of what’s here
we vacate our beings
gravitating towards our air
where things
become heavenly
we hold onto
melodies of our past
kissing ashes of people
whom no longer exist
i dismiss the idea
of us
to be us
after us
conscience leaves us here
where we were
how we were
before all of this