On this site was laid the carcass
Of a cradle of dreams today
This Union Cemetery
All united, dead in time
But no time really
Sibilant cacophony of ghosts
But no ghost here
There are no ghosts, save innuendo
‘Tis better to have loved
Heaven help us
It is better to have loved
Evening rituals aside
There is a drunkenness of all things
Even a way to make better lost love
In the evening (rituals aside)
More than anything
I love you most
It must be some sacrament
Leave me, let me cradle you
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Submission Name: Near Union Cemetery
