Restless BonesA Chapter by J. LandFor those who wander...
I am haunted by ghosts
Wandering the city Purposefully aimless Their gossamer forms Gliding in and out of existence From street light to street light They sit in envy of the resting dead Not realizing the cemetery is Full of restless bones © 2014 J. LandAuthor's Note
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