Loneliness

The bleating of corpses passing by with
Dead words spoken from frost bitten lips
Linger in the air like vacant cobwebs
Their refrain silently torments

Dejection creeps stealthily, tiger-like
Through the moonlit bulrushes
As the lone cricket chirps scornfully
Amid the darkness of the night

 

Lonely

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