All dead
He
said
It’s
all right
They
are all dead
And
buried
Out
back you want
To
have a look see
See
Just
like I said
They are in the ground
They are in the ground
All
dead
No
need to fear
They
are gone
Not
here
The
only thing left behind
Are
ghosts and spirits
Pay
them no mind
They
don’t make much of a fuss
But
still
Say
hello
to them
Before
you go
Keeps
the noise down
Chris
McQueeney 1/8/15
1 comment:
Oh, this is a chilling write, Chris. It makes me think (a bit) of Shutter Island.
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