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Underlay

Cold fingers of mist draw ground ghosts
over churchyard graves.

It's a pretty scene and the underlay
of shallow bones
adds a musky flavone of finality
that seeps
from the green mounds.

A Pitbull on a leash
tugs at a pale hand
eager to dig and chew,

as if he knew.

Copyright © Eric Ashford

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