Dogs 2010

DESECRATION
(6/2/10)


growing up
across the street
from a cemetery
had its
benefits

all
of the fears
and idiosyncrasies
about graveyards
were played
away
in short order

we knew
every inch
of that hallowed ground
so invented various
and sundry games
to fit
the environment

occasionally
a mourner
or caretaker
would shake
a finger
and discourage
our trespass
but it was part
of our neighborhood
and sooner
or later
they would return
to their homes

we would
remain

Halloween
was the best
hiding in trees
waiting for the
brave ones
to hazard
a transit
across ghost
central

we would
wail unholy noises
hurl water
balloons
blind them
with spotlights
and startle
them
with air horns

we haunted
well

they all
ran

childhoods past
only several
years gone
two of us
were buried
there

younger
than most
but older
than a few

our adolescent
antics
no longer seemed
the grievous transgressions
once denounced
by adults

the true
defilement
of that soil
seemed the graves
of our friends

we listened
hopefully
for lingering laughter
but our breathing
was the only
comic relief/br>