A Familiar Death

In this land the trees are not trees anymore.
What is is now what was.
And mother,
Who quietly laid by me,
Who was always there,
Said to me,
Said this one thing to me,
“Your feet will never leave this Earth.”

Tangled in her hair,
Her tears falling into mine,
The machine inside her running full speed,
Her battery died,
And mother was no mother anymore.

These are the ashes of what I am,
Metamorphosed into what I was.
I was Azazel,
Half and half,
Never one or the other.
It was true what you said,
Your hands on my head,
Your sins placed on me
And then left in what was called a forest,
A cage of words that weren’t mine.
Between the gaps of every two trees,
Eyes peered in between,
Or into me.
Ebony,
The bones of what was were Ebony,
And then they were ashes.

A sound,
A familiar sound,
But not mine.
As I lay here,
In my or your ashes,
One more shower
And we drifted farther away.

This is no life boat,
This is no…life.
And mother,
She said to me:
“Your feet will never leave this Earth.”

As I floated,
As I absorbed that familiar death,
As my feathers now ruffled were pulled out one by one,
I fell asleep.

And the blood,
Mine or yours,
And the bones,
Mine or yours,
Were ebony.



**NOTES ON "A FAMILIAR DEATH"**
think of mother and son when reading this, he was close to his mom. Azazel is the origin of the term scapegoat, the boy's blamed for the mothers actions and what she says. Basically, he's trying to accept his own death while thinking of mother.
When the mother says "Your'e feet will never leave this Earth" she is trying to comfort him. Also, think of gravity too.