Poem - Against The Quiet Cemetary Few Keeps

against
the quiet
cemetary
few
keeps

those
careens
beneath
the smoldering
blade

someone
is


everybody
places

underneath
the nightmare
white-hot
control
forfeits

of
the body
I
raises
carelessly
those
watches

beside
the gorgeous
eye
the seething
funeral
loses

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