we are born
empty phials for memories
accumulated & preserved
for all time
drop by drop
warm & cold, sweet & bitter
laughter in sorrow & love
fumblers of rhyme
leaving’s never easy
but look, there, the stars
hopeful like our dreams
shade by shade
a unicorn’s funerary wreath
a pallbearer’s rainbow raiment
all is sublime
& then we die
caulked in eternity boxes
blest in rot for posterity
our burial heim
leaving’s never easy
but look, there, the stars
hopeful like our dreams
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2025
unbolt me 
That one hit deeply.
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We kinda felt that way when we were writing it, David. Mortality is quite a sobering thing to think about!
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Yes, some lovely wordplay, and I like the refrain of leaving’s never easy, but look, there, the stars, hopeful like our dreams.’
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Thank you, my friend! 😃
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love it! especially ‘caulked in eternity boxes’, ‘fumblers of rhyme’ — and the hopefulness
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Thank you so much! We definitely love wordplay around here! 😄
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fumblers in rhyme felt very evocative…it made me think about tumbling in time
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Now that’s a cool word association. I like that!
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