learn

we learn to hide
the fragile glass
of who we were
behind a skin of fire and stone

we bury the bright
beneath a blanket
of silent insulating days.
a child cold in a closed coffin

we fear the songs of the living
that keep us awake at night
with dreams of what we played at
and what it was we were becoming

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