Date: 06/29/2014 at 05:29
From: Uaithne Blodeuyn, of Eleusis
To : Everyone
Subj: necrolatry

analyze me.
lose yourself in the starless spaces between my ribs.
dissect the unborn words encapsulated
between aged and skinless lips
and long-dead muscles screaming
for sublime release.

preserve me.
laminate the dust-coated cursive of fingers lost
and moon-bleached paper, dense and lush
with fragmented life"éÝyø§yÓ thin, starved, tenuous
as the moth-wing parchment itself.

recreate me.
seal my life into impassive scrolls of parchment
with black angular words that soak up my blood like a sponge.
watch me die on starlit pools
while bloodlust boils under cooling skin
and wide-open eyes reflect a darkened sky -
astriferous and sightless.

learn from me.
record my mistakes in ash and rage.
smear white-hot knowledge over your futures, let it
cling resolutely to your eyelashes.
pin it to your ragged breaths.
let molten memory seep through your shields;
let history form your reservoirs.
I will die for you forever.

remember me.

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Scarlatan, in the year 658 AF.