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Aug 2019
Sand buried, parched skull
exposed by excavation;
jaw gaping in silent
death's head yawn.

Is eternal sleep so
excruciatingly boring?
Or do you instead
scream across the centuries:
"Leave me be!"

Impotent rage as trowel
scrapes upon bone!
The memory desecrated
in the cause of science.
Al Drood
Written by
Al Drood  M/North Yorkshire
(M/North Yorkshire)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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