Human Pebble

by Xaque   Feb 3, 2025


We shapeshift
like ephemeral metal
Each of us

contortionists in being noticable
or invisible
I am a human pebble

Thoughts are devils, I'll never think again
won't indulge spectacle,
won't speak again

Ouster the spirits
like an extinct species
shameless in its nudity

It's okay,
we are a
humble biomass

Death's tired ass
garbage-collects
pets named after heros en masse

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