I mourn you.
Rest in peace to the images in my head.
To the memories dancing behind wet lids.
Rest in heaven to all of our children,
Living and dead.
May our future lay forever in peace.
Cease.
May you love me and hold me no more.
Bury all of the hope beneath the cold, dirt floor.
I pray over our bodies.
Once lay tangled on summer nights.
Passion long killed under broken street lights.
Flowers for the family.
Who never liked me anyway.
They cry happily.
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