in selves.

there were
a hundred billion selves
though there exist only records of few
digital film
exposed to zeitgeist
developed in innocent passions

i buried them
first in funeral pyres
then without ceremony
when we realized
no ocean could bear
a tear for each phantom

now in breaths that come
between the two full faces of heaven
we swallow the passed
become heavy with history
tattoo time on our skin.

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