Bone Orchard

Come and see the bone orchard
where skeleton trees grow in twilight
where pomegranates hang
like criminals
swinging in the dead heat
pick bouquets of belladonna
for a sweetheart
damned to wait forever
in a moment trapped between
indecision and insecurity
walk among ashes
falling as snow
caught upon the tongue
and burn bitter memories
until the sun returns

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