(the party starts without us)
he's looking for a ride
to the empty side of town
he wants to go to sleep
kicked up dust from the asphalt
sidewalks until he's tired and finds a place to stop
there's no breath left in the chest
friends have all passed on
under a thin slab of concrete
withered holding something precious gold
buried with the family
we'll bury him in time
prayers hold their nothing and muscles
shrill dissolving makes a sound that only children hear
the trauma in their memories kept safe for some
great something opened only when there's no one near to fear
one day all that concrete will be repurposed
and used to build a statue for someone great we will never meet
under a grass so green with lyme disease
skeletons holding something safe to keep
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