green lawns on brown dirt mounds
ivory bones rot inside
the tears of mothers, fathers friends
claw at the ground in fits of fright
what if you died alone
what if you're the last to the bottom
you're the last to the grave
red faces turn from eachother
stumbling over green mounds
avoiding the other graves
but no matter where you step
they're sleeping
what if you forgot to go to bed.
stay awake till the whole house is dead
what if you woke up instead
who could you be burried next to?
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