A cemetery
Copious with granite towers
Each having been engraved
With a simple summary of a complex life
The afternoon clings onto them
Ignorant to the hours they had misplaced
By remaining in their iron leashes
Disconcerted by the hours wasted
A shy breeze trickles around their cold shoulders
Tossing a dimly lit leaf on its crown
They loiter there lifeless
Another day in passing
Another day unnoticed.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
JustineD
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