Zach Broniszewski Poet ABC

Ashes of Your Epitome

I will rise from the ashes of 
what you call "nothing,"

I will rise for a generous stare 
into infinity.

I will show you what a dance 
with the stars looks like,

and then I will burn.

I will burn into the ashes,

and the wind will find your 
epitome,

and the wind will find what I 
call "everything."

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