Ash Bugs
Between One Life and Another
Rising from the embers of Hades, from fire of wood
These grey bugs have seen hell, phoenixed out of the dust
Of whatever plant beast it was in a before life
Long burnt after,
The wispy bugs escape
To dance upward, toward the air, trying to float higher
Away from their past, out of the burning abyss below
Trying to find a life above the pit
They cling for air, climbing delicately toward higher breezes
They are so fragile
So desperate to grasp a draft of cool, sunny day
They dance with hope
But in just a few seconds, their escape plan is thwarted back down
Caught instead by the gravitational inevitability
But they're away, some of them, they left the demon's circle
To find a new resting place
Upon some soft, warm earth
Grounded back to their ancestors
Where they will be a morsel for their young to proceed
Their children will grow and burn, too
Should they be so lucky to not rot
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Jessica Weiss
With extreme notions to the laws of unseen energy and science, there is a Truth we all Know, and are affected by. Jessica hopes to inspire your thoughts into creative form, to construct your own future for the good.
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