8.9.18 | cemetery

They all laugh at how I visit cemeteries,
I even joke that they are my
favorite places.
But if only they knew that I
visit them because
I am as lonely untouched as
the tombstones,
and just as dead lonely
as those buried below.
I go to a cemetery
and I
understand.
I am home.

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