I saw you last night
running through the yard
all those tears
watering the ground
I saw a shadow drift into the distance
like a fog
it eclipsed the moon
light
Now morning has come and it’s cold
there is frost on everything
the roses and camellias
cherry blossoms
and you
I have the heat on
a black blanket
tea in the kettle
drawn curtains
and that
tomb in the basement
Won’t you come in?
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Photo Credit: TJ Blackwell, modified
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