The Winter Cemetry
the winter cemetery
a full moon, gravestones, shadowed dentistry
the snow crisp underfoot
the shadows black as soot
silence broke, I hurt my butt
falling on a shadow hiding symmetry
the winter cemetery
I cleared the snow whence, not intentionally
hells inferno, open
my back I had broken
my flowers, my token
lay scattered over all, so irreverently
Copyright © Mick Talbot | Year Posted 2017
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