Cemetery

Poetry; Graveyard Bugs Series

Souls 
Blur around 
Me, singing
To follow.

Weapons, 
Of their own
Death swirl
With the crows
Above, 

Tears
Fall through
Misty figures,
Headstones
Rattle, 

Earthworms
Serenade the 
Abyss which
Welcomes me
Under moonlight. 

Empty
Meanings dance
With forgotten
Names, decayed
Faces pull me 
Under.

Lips
Of Grim’s
Reaping, kiss
My soul 
Away.