Blackbird

The black birds chatter loudly in the new nest they have built in the tree over the back
I like the sound they make

I put my hand upon your head and without words I softly spoke
It’s ok if you need to go now if your body feels too weak if you want to be in your next life across the raindbow bridge

The next morning my body was so heavy I could barely make the upward stairs and by the time I had made the park bench the missed call silently told me that your peace had been found x

Swapped Clammy skin and bones
For
A Crystal Crown & big gold hoops
Freedom peace and love

Be at peace beautiful Amanda
So grateful for you 💖

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The balancer

One day you are in an uber across town to the last resting post we will be together
They call me the one with tattoos
All dressed in white an uncomfortable angel of the final stages
Next day you’re borrowing your neighbours cooking scales weighing out the weight of the soul
( which is 23g official )
She says are you baking
I say no but the pause makes it weird or like a side hustle deal
I don’t mention
But I’m weighing out dust & bones

I put you in an old hummus pot I can’t really remember if you liked that or not

She says she needs the scales back in the morning as her son wants to bake a cake
As we are talking and drinking lady grey tea / it’s the afternoon after all
2 men arrive to fit a new oven
Tbh
I put this job off
Synchronicity’s scales means the timing is now for a life sellotaped in a pot.