The Boneyard

The Boneyarder waits for you to linger
Before sinking his rotting teeth
In your milky white flesh
What’s your hurry? What your rush?
Won’t you stay a while?
The afterlife will still be there tomorrow.

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~ by Mary Christa on November 22, 2014.

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