Your ashes
Spread over
Weigh me down
My spirit
My soul
My being
To an anvil
Cast iron
Bolted fast
To a shadow
In a musty basement
Laid to waste
Years before
Tethering me closer
To the ground
You used to walk upon
Before you left
A mustard seed
And the mathematics of God


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