graveyard men - poem

Story by Gothetik on SoFurry

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#3 of poetry collection

Poem no. 3


They say they meet in graveyards where the leaves crunch and crumble

where the men meet under the moonlight rumored has it to drink and mumble

Down the sidewalk they'll come

Paving their path in groups

treading along the walk, footsteps heavy in their boots

Through the gaping fence you'll see them and from the bushes you'll peep

They'll whisper secrets in the dark and not a word from your lips you'll speak

To their sounds you will listen carefully but do not hope to catch what is not meant to be heard

For what dares to lurk with the graveyards night are dark dangerous and disturbed