Noise Travels Hundreds of Miles Underwater

Despite my refusal to believe in the ghosts of the dead, stalking the yard, watching from the hill, beneath the trees where we have buried them, it remains the souls of the technically still living who haunt the before-and-after story of the man buried for another

never asking what exactly it is a carpenter does with

the disarray of

rails, posts, and sockets from the busted-in gates of hell

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