decades ago, generations, it seems, i first sensed the particles of creation. grit on my tongue, sting in my eyes, swiring through my internal cosmos, stardust of lust and longing. aeons later, tossed carelessly into the flames i made, we burned together for eternity. searing, intangible, indelible scars left, marks erased, new ones grown in their place. bond forged stronger than before. the healed chasm always tougher, the healing always more painful than the trauma, slower and thicker than ever dreamed possible. only the oceans we made were enough to quench the furnace. but quench they did. now the memories form the foundation we stand on. sometimes pillows, sometimes needles but always underpinning the bricks and mortar of we who are who we are.