NaPoWriMo Day 18: Point of Origin

I was listening to 'You're Not Here' from the Silent Hill 3 soundtrack and it helped summon this.


Point of Origin


They'll continue to grind
my flesh under their gears,
spraying gore and viscera
until they hit something deeper.
Smooth as glass yet sharp as diamond.
The stench of rotting meat will part
for the scent of jasmine
from that night when,
lying beside another,
base passion was transmuted into love.
As they pause and try to understand,
my blood will take its leave
until I am as clear as the pools
in those last few woodland shrines
and they won't be able to tell,
if the light shines through or from me.