Ghosts of Remembrance

the tide

—–ghosts left behind

suckles at devils’ smiles

and sops marionette strings

 

shining in the moonlight

huddled in the marrow

 

of eternity and dreams

without faceless distance to

 

spare me the darkness

of beautiful remembrance.

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