Jazz Music poetry Short Stories Uncategorized Urban Legends

a burial at sea

our love affair
is boarded up
in the summer house

old neighbors saying
there came a moment
when our absence became
the most striking feature
of the dying structure

windows the fixed eyes of a corpse

rafters bowing to angry gods

boards taking on the bloat

foundation cracking under the wait
of our feet

pipes perpetually weeping
for the mere expectation of us

shoreline sending postcards saying wish you were here

soon the tide will reclaim it all

how apropos

a burial at sea

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