In a cemetery
on a bed of worms,
I was found by jackals,
I was raised by wolves.
In the driest bayou
where the lovers go,
I'll be in the shadows.
I'll be hiding in the cold.
In the darkest garden,
where the children cry.
I was by your window
every single night.
You were scared of leaving,
you were scared to stay,
and now they'll never find you,
but your mother calls your name.
To go home.
In the deepest rivers,
that's where I keep my friends.
I fill their heads with water,
I give them all their names.
I hold on to their bodies,
I look into their eyes.
And I can hear them calling,
I can still hear them cry.
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