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The woodland is close to the charnel caverns
trees are stark as if clawing
the grey-blue watercolour sky
it is written: let the dead bury the dead
the isolate visitor to a cemetery
reels in flashback
hurled at the beyond

the photograph is too final
I cannot think of you in the abyss
I still demand that you stay with me
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Saturday, January 11, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: mourning
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