PARDON DOLLI · Levee · 10 of 14. ToneHash stamped. Ed25519 signed. Independently verifiable. Verification link at the foot of the page.
There’s a city on the surface
Built across forgotten ground
Roads and walls and years of living
Over things that made no sound
Some were buried out of mercy
Some were sealed beneath the floor
Now I stand above the foundations
With the keys to every door
I’m excavating the graveyard
Not to wake what should stay dead
Not to trade the life I’m living
For the shadows in my head
I’m excavating the graveyard
Because the ground belongs to me
And whatever waits beneath it
Doesn’t own what I can be
Bring the plans
Mark the structures
Not every wall must fall
Some were built by who I became
Some have nothing to do with this at all
No swinging blindly through the present
No reducing life to pain
We survey
We choose
We uncover
And we build again
Brush, not hammer
Light, not flame
Name what can be named
Leave what cannot
Where it lies
There’s no prize
For digging fastest
I’m excavating the graveyard
With an older pair of hands
And the child who once was buried here
No longer digs alone
This isn’t where the story ends
This is where I finally learn
What was underneath
The home