i don’t want the wind to blow.

these moments are rare here,

when the wind

blows hard enough

to knock them down.

tonight, is one

of those nights.

blowing south, it

deposits the dead all over sunset.

unacknowledged by

most, they’re piled

up on the edges,

waiting to be removed.

but where do

they go?

and who takes them away?

it’s not something

i’ve ever seen,

but maybe tonight

i’ll stand watch.

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