Grave Yard
lonely yards of grave
bones bereft of
flesh
merged into the
skin of
earth
then to its womb
we sail
hairless boneless
a spider kisses
succumbs
river of wrath hiding
the face of
a lie
Copyright © Francis Osho | Year Posted 2015
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