Visiting Burr Oaks Cemetery
Hand in hand I'd remember a sultry dance
that gather autumn leaves surrounding
the balance between here and now
while fashions sway in a temptress breeze
beyond the craving thoughts that mingles
throughout a mindless maze words become
tokens of grains of sand while laughter bounce
off cemetery walls awakening sorrow above
slab stone fencing catering to a calming purgatory
quieted by jaded hymns and silent whispers
being carefully covenant above the cities shorelines
as abandoned depris of poshed plageristic values
tinged with forgotten anger amidst the tainted hints
of torn angels wing blowing desperately about
heavens sphere why covered in weather and waste
moss and mace blueprints lay an awakening map of lots
and busted up burial plots as my heart dangles behind my soul
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