Thursday, June 16, 2011

Cemetery Girl Poem 30 Day Challenge - Day Six

reflections in shadows of former identities are 
part of the mystery that unfolds when i 
sit here and try to remember what you
looked like on those last days
before i died. 
a cemetery is a place
where the living come to think of
and remember the dead, so you say...
but i tell you, it is the place where the dead sit and think
about the living.
we crave to be amongst you again.
i have nothing but faded ideas, 
powerless memories which are now imaginations
of what it felt like to hear you,
touch you...

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