ten to seven sixfifty within a stones throw of five to seven sixfiftyfive those five minutes before and after the hour that     plagued  not really    perplexed  jahperplexed him six mornings running  mourning

You really think theyre gone

No

Oh Good

Time is streaky twice three times usually  but salting away four then five then six   like sand through my fingers sifting flour shaping an inverted cone  delectable  relished

                                                                        Not to be ignored

 

The three stones outside the cemetery

Wasnt tha incredible

                       An such an old burial ground old stones

Whod break them let alone deposit them outside the wroughtiron fence along a service road that perhaps the last time used was by a horsedrawn wagon the ruts in it narrow  not tire ruts  like deer elk paths on hillsides traversing higher an higher an higher to be lost on the mountains rock

You were moved

I was dumbfounded  the boys broken headstone not owned by a last name  Tom his birth month date  no year deathdate

    A boy by half the carved lamb

Jah

       The broken obelisk nearly overgrown hidden by grass an weeds   Maybe a rubbing woud reveal some wordswords  Might be ridiculous  Perhaps symbols was too vague to tell

The utterly defaced thin gravestone

Jah

        That wasnt vandalism

No  Erased

                We were pleased you laboured to free them of the muck an weeds an vines  leaned them against the fence

They deserve to be upright

                              Stand their ground again     Obscure  But upright

Let birds perch again  Not slathered by worms worms too long insects too long

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