you don't die at all
they say, we see them pass,
we see the smallest crevices of space
bathed end to end with an unflinching light,
gripped in their flaming gaze, we see them pass,
ringed vermillion, seething in the air, the angels
ring within ring upon ring careening 
azure shards, the heart's high treason
as it bursts, as our blood breaks 
and floods the universe 
with flame, our fresh 
fire falling 
endlessly
up

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