2021-09-28

Graveyard Dance

a perfect date would never end
a graveyard dance among the dead
decay and rot would fill our head
the scent of fire and blood and smoke
our love would tango and we'd both choke
from our writhing grows a chinkapin oak
in high desert sundown blush

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