hidden
in the middle
of the outer edge
of downtown
near the heart
of uptown
lies a cemetery
in the shadows
of an ever growing
city
non-denominational
with worn angels
watching over
illegible
cracked stones
it seems fitting
as i sit
peering through
the spiked metal fence
the sky decides
to open up
in a storm
as if the ghosts
of long before
seek to tell their tales
to this onlooker
i listen
unhearing
the faint cries
as the window
steams up
i watch
unseeing
as the dead twirl
in the encroaching
mist
🖤💙
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