Sublimation

You will open metal levers,
Air will be water,
You will not breathe,
in deep prayer,
The steam will accept
everything solid in you,
Render it void,
Sublime,
Your sacrifice to the only God
that bargains with gnarled bones
and grants peace,
You will leave half-empty,
Your buoyancy will have you floating
full, complete,
Your smile will be the kiss
That advertises burning
dross
from
desire.

Image Source: Alyssa Monks