Bury The Corpse (Stifle The Scream) Poem by Emily Myers
Bury The Corpse (Stifle The Scream)
The silence- broken only
by the sound of the shovels
dividing the packed earth-
overwhelms the men with
cigarettes hanging limp
from sealed lips.
They shut the eyes
of the corpse-
pallid and gray-
before laying him
in a grave.
Not to be saved
From weather or bugs
Decomposition and silence
But to silence the
Memories replaying in
Their dispassionate minds
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8/29/2026 4:09:11 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
you may want to work on your ending, Emily. overall, an engraving write. keep on SusxGLx