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Dec 2018
Sand buried parched skull
exposed by excavation,
jaw-gaping in silent
death’s head yawn.

Is eternal sleep so boring?  
Or do you scream
down the centuries
“Let me be!”  

Impotent rage, as trowel
scrapes on bone,
desecrating thy memory
in pursuit of knowledge.
Al Drood
Written by
Al Drood  M/North Yorkshire
(M/North Yorkshire)   
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