placated by ash

buffeted by winds that carry slivers of glass
this view has been rendered by the brush of bosch
flames consume the temporary forever of human conceit

life is a transitive state from sleeping to dreaming
death is the chill calm of fading pain slipping away
subtle shifts in unconscious desire placated by ash

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