Elegy III (#)

In the afterlife

There are vague scratches of memories

frozen in deeply pixelated photos

sniffles reverberating across


collection of tears and candles

of the virgin mary

scanned disposable photos

loaded on a frame with specks of dust

layers of quiet flames

alongside mirrors

facing one another

where codes collide into pixels

grappling into automated readymades

a hashtag on a tombstone


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