Lost in cluttered words
Wandering an emotional wasteland
Lightly I do step upon my many graves
Jarring grief returns
with each epitaph I read
Limping and hungry
A crow stares blankly past
Yet when I turn away
My flesh its conscious gleam does flay
I know it is you
Basked in the shade of my tallest tomb
Engraving residual words
As you scan the weathered stone
You departed as if never arrived
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