#halfassedpoem

[adrn-ls]

The Right Bones

Civil are the dead, The Rest are a violent chaos. Below there is peace, Above there is deceit when bloodletting has too high a cost. Each when passed became a good neighbor, In their walking days never passed a chance to steal and cheat. I look at the still graveyard and often wonder: Did we bury the right bones?

[wolfcorewlp]

Sometimes Late at night Surrounded by darkness I remember Things from my past That I've buried Tried to forget Thought I had forgotten Like The Hippocowaroachamooseadonkeys