unmarked graves…

Sunset on bay

Sunset on bay

it was just black and gold
what did she care about such things?
that dam burst long ago into the sea
hollow space inside your chest
where deserts drift with heated winds
forever wondering with arms outstretched
Specter floats above these waves
granite sentry bemoans unmarked graves…
(Copyright 10-18-14)

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