and for the moment, uncovered like a statue--lay perfectly still. to show the cracks in your lips. give purpose to this pattern, and start to smile. burst into flames, disappear before your best intentions can no longer hide her ears from that which will make them bleed. before your own two hands become too weak to hold the blood inside her wounds. before reality explodes before you in a brilliant flash of spectral fires, into a thousand fragments of a past, long dead and gone.
