by KATRINA

There are multiple different ways a
dead body lays.

There are multiple different temperatures
of the day.

The body molds when it’s hot
and preserves in the cold.

The colder it is the longer
the soul is frozen.

Frozen, frozen in time.

Can’t move on, stuck in time.

Waiting for it to get warm.

Waiting for permission to move on,
permission to live forever,
permission to live forever,
happily,
permission to not worry,
permission to be free
permission to be free and
move on from this hell.

Some may move to a worse
hell.

All will move on.

And after everyone moves
on then some start over.

They start
over in a new place,
a new place much worse
than this.

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