all souls

was it grafted interference
or was it redolent curse;
all this time, scraping moss
across unguerneyed pavers

each exercise a shocker
grating petitions scour the air;
a dragging fence-gate
badly in need of repair

on either side, stand on a lean
dripping candles and wilting flowers;
suited sentinels vacuum
a freshly emptied hearse

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Written on 2016-10-31 at 08:33

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JK Fisher
"a freshly emptied hearse"

Absolutely yummy... I loved this

Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
This is brilliant. The vision the language describes is so vivid. Bravo :)

Vivid and verbally alert. I like it. Thank you for posting!