Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Funereal

The procession wanders
Past our house in slow
Confusion like a revenant
Seeking out asylum or
An avenue of escape it
Meanders down one side
Street then reappears on
Another heading in our
Direction discovering the
Only way out is the same
Way in sorely perplexed
Of any explanation we
Solemnly watch until the
Last vehicle has gone
Purple flags unfurling in
The wind as if a somber
Farewell to the tenants
Of another gothic day

KE


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