Memory Mines

cemeteries are always silent,
there is a certain hush that
arrives in death

I remember
you through my sense of
sound

the waves in the air
vibrate in my head just
long enough to send me back
to that night with you:

séance.

aural necromancy,
let us dance to the cadence
of collecting memories

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