...They All Go Into The Dark Poem by Aaron Graham

...They All Go Into The Dark



Corpses dragging each lifeless body to the sea—waves of charred flesh—
Dark Dark Dark we all go into the dark
and kiss each lifeless face we see
while the dead breath life into our suffering
until our lips meet our own lips and the dream is broken
like a femur split by shrapnel
that marks us among the casualties
but from time to time I still hear…

Sunday, November 25, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: morality
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