Elegy III (#)

In the afterlife

There are vague scratches of memories

frozen in deeply pixelated photos

sniffles reverberating across

hallways

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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