It's a cold and dark place. Enter at your own risk.
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I walk the road, up the long black ribbon toward the summit
A single crow regards me in silence, his black eyes unblinking in the moonlight
Dozens of cherry trees flank the dark strand, their branches thrust skyward
Like gnarled hands pleading with the heavens for salvation
I cross the threshold into the cemetery proper and feel a temperature drop
An atmospheric shift that spreads a cold blanket of air upon the dead that lie beneath the ground
And sometimes at night seem to walk and breathe
The air is still and the moonlight carries a particular intensity up here
As if the entire place is aglow with pale blue radiance
Tombstones shine like rows of teeth
Shadows run long and deep
Perfect cover for nefarious creatures and lost souls
Everything seems a step closer to heaven above and hell below
I feel energy here
Enough to mute the birds in the trees and silence the crickets in the grass
Becky is buried here at the grave in the corner
The one with spears and lanterns and lyrics and poetry
David ended his life here on Mother Mary's lap
A crimson patina sprayed across the blessed statue
These are two souls that I know to be tethered to this hallowed place
How many more, I can only guess
The shadows of the gravestones shelter a conspiracy of mysteries
Undiscovered truths of the universe
Distant whispers in the night air
A glint of light where there should be none
That feeling that something is behind me
About to lay cold dead hands upon my back
The hairs on my neck stand on end and I shudder
The very things which confound us in the darkness
Also distill our imaginations
Fuel our nightmares
And ignite our terrors
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