(Walking To My Moms Grave In The Dead Of Night)

“Necromancer”

The irony is
I am only speaking
To deaf ears
Closed eyes
And silent
Lips just
Like in the
World of the
Living

The paradox is
The living world
Sees evil
Does evil
And speaks
Evil…
at times

So I come here
To read the
Stories and listen
To the silence of
Bones slumbering
And spirits dancing
In this
Stillness
in shrouds
Of darkness

Peaceful….

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