Silomasays

The Corpse's Grief

The rattling of the rattlesnakes in reels
Harmonized with the howls of the hungry hyenas
The creaking of the crickets in cold
And the squawking of the squirming owls
Destructed the corpse’s sleep
Making him struggle to sleep sound

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