Two Skeletons Embracing

(in a Woodchester  burial site)

 

I died first and you couldn’t wait.

Couldn’t live.

You held your breath,

stopped your heart,

begged for death

and it came

and lead you to me.

 

Some soul wrapped your knee

around mine

and we spooned time,

clasped, became entwined

and we were wishbones.

 

Our skin shed bodies,

left mannequins

draped in earth.

Flint,

coins,

an aged

embrace,

buried in grass

lost in the past.

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