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Joining the Grave

Joining the grave, bodies whose souls discard

All the being in flesh.

Their eyes torn wide and pale, seeing nothing;

Naught known of the one shutting them,

For the angel of death harnessed their ghosts;

Wrested the spirit from their gasp.


And this crumbling lich of a man lies

Deeper, lower than dirt;

Putrefying the yellowing white wight,

Whose soul is seldom passed the flame.


To have been jostled, defiled in the cart,

Inside the coffin to his place of rest:


Silent. Eternal.





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