Salt Plains of Brooklyn #30

The Partition is formed … End Chapter 1 … These former husks / Vessels adorned with ancestry / Carry the code / Of shared memory // Though flayed and quartered / The bone is porous / Fertile grounds / Ripe for the return // New flesh grows / Once we learn how to die / Souls for the bankless / The tree decides // Power sown in urns and ashes / Eternity learned / in collective demise.