Notes from Chelton Hills

Crematory Dust floats
in it’s Vacuum Universe
then is breathed in,
latching to lungs the combined remains,
leftovers of those who paid -
decayed shrapnel
might crystallize
and lure one
to the dusty
hall of niches,
the fountain pipes
are dismantled,
and not many
visit here anymore.

Wilted flowers, cracked and dirty glass,
plastic trash left by maintenance men with no curiosity.

  • bloorain

    bloorain

    I love the imagery! well written!

  • Matt Roberts

    Matt Roberts

    Very good write indeed :)

  • LordMasque replied

    thanks, this was inspired by a brief stint in cemetary sales!

  • hsien-ku

    hsien-ku

    they do not visit these sad fields where food for the moon grows among the debris of vanished maintenance men. a bleak truth, but truth indeed.

  • wigs

    wigs

    the imagery in your words is quite brilliant…I am enjoying reading your work

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