I am

[billy]

the unborn witness of birth and death.


The surface of my breath is separated into boxes: souls growing, slow,
And in my shadow-stuffed hollows, I swallow my souls alone.



Inside, they know,
I am the one who loves them so.

i quite like it but i'm not sure who the i am is. not sure so at the end works well enough to keep. i think it needs more body.