eden ever after

Graveyard memories hurt to dig up The shovel sounds like imminent doom Sounds and shadows Stillness and woe Acheron cries for you my darling And crows are silent as the ravens Nevermorenevermorenevermore Whispers of Lenore Lethe is a fucking temptress with her beckoning waters The shovel hits rotten wood Skeletons are dug up and stolen from the earth's closets Your skin is ash and the graves are burning away still Styx keeps your torn muscle beating Phlegethon burns and burns and burns and burns (They scream in the torrid flamewater) You try again not to weep, digging twice-removed graves in the Garden where the rivers spawn Trees are outlines in the distance, eternity and knowledge both Immortality is not life, and you know this now