Bone Yard by I.M. NOSFERATU
Who knows what happens behind closed doors much less the now past lives of those buried beneath engraved tombstones? Ever stand in the middle of a cemetery and wonder what were their lives really like when they were alive? Were they happy? sad? rich? poor? Did they face the same or similar problems that we who still walk among the living share? This new poem by our Guest Blogger Ignacio M. Nosferatu tries to frame these thoughts.
BONE YARD
Granite markers chiseled
With bold face lies
Erroneous, encapsulated descriptions
BELOVED SON – TAKEN FROM US TOO SOON
Ha! A junkie and thief was he who
Drove his parents to divorce and despair
BELOVED GRANDFATHER
A notorious panderer, philanderer and adulterer
BELOVED GRANDMOTHER
The moniker could have been bestowed earlier
Were it not for the abortion at sixteen
BELOVED FATHER
Who was a raging, abusive alcoholic to everyone around him
BELOVED AUNT AND UNCLE
An incompatible, loveless, fruitless union, coupled only in inaction and denial
BELOVED DAUGHTER
Consumed and denigrated by the dark demons of anxiety and depression until
She could no longer endure
AND best for last
BELOVED MOTHER
In name only, an egg donor, no patience or love to give, wire hanger strict
Whose remorselessness and cold heartedness now reign supreme
In Dante’s most frigid level of Hell
Stone tablets liveried in false facades
That neither signify the end of Sound nor the end of Fury
But rather the Idiotic mendacity buried beneath.
by I.M. Nosferatu
NB: Many thanks to Wayne J. Keeley who collaborated on the piece which was originally published by Scarlet Leaf Review
I.M. Nosferatu hails from Gehenna (look it up). He has an encyclopedic mind for horror, sci-fi, paranormal, and the occult. He has myriad other hobbies and interests which may not be appropriate to print here (or to divulge at all), but his mission in life (and death) at least for our purposes, is to find good (or as he puts it “sick”), spine-chilling, blood-curdling media in the horror genre and tout it to the world. He is a straight shooter and calls ‘em like he sees ‘em. He will not suffer fools, sycophants, ass-kissers, brown-nosers, and other suck-ups. Pillow Talking is thrilled to have him on board as a guest blogger despite having never met him face-to-face and dealing solely through emails (at odd hours of the night).
If you have something in particular you would like for I.M. Nosferatu to review, you may contact him (if you dare) at IMNos4A2.gmail.com.
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