CURIOUS
WHY SHOULD HE PICK SO CURIOUS A PLACE
We left him on a frozen hill beside a stand of Pines
Slick white snow churned earth dry+brown looked
trucked-in How deep can you dig in 23 below? First
thud of earth on wood a shockwave through the crowd
Dead-silence Thud Clomp Thud Clomp Clomp
until 6 ft. under ground
Hearts freshly rent trudge back to civilization for coffee+
knishes A glance back to snowy knoll & behold a fiddler
madly fiddles New ghost takes tentative first steps barefoot
in the snow Sun glints off of trees his laugh echoes as old
ghosts form a receiving line Turn back one last time now
hoisted up above their heads new-ghost horahwild
An empty chair floats close by waiting for his earth-bound bride
Last night she dreamt of a blind man running his fingers over nose
+lips Clomp Thud Clomp
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Winter 2015 for S.R. & L.R
