Lie down. Lie still.

Stare at the ceiling, through the concrete and up to the sky.

Look for the dimly lit star, the one with the shape of my heart.

It's jagged around the edges, mix of livid blues and pale whites.

One of us makes an attempt to see us clearly...
is the sky coming down or am I the one floating up?
None of us care.

I get close. then close. and then closer.

I reach my hands, and feel the grainy ash surround me.
Feel it shine over me.

There's a warmth in its light.

There's a pain growing inside.

There's a force pulling me in. too strong to resist.

I give in.