my future
evoked to recall my first dwelling
my only connection now is
the cemetery ⇢ a mile
from town as mom and dad
rest in peace and i
well-aware that
my ashes
belong
there
The prompt was to write a nonet with nine lines beginning with nine syllables. Then each line diminishes by one in its syllabic count.
joanconnor 04/09/2022
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