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Here by noon the air is always frozen
and the path will be a glacier by the night
but they say
still the cemetery lights will know the way,
no place warmer than the grave
to keep the tired bones of friends,
the old and weary faces wasted by the sun,
and wander where time has forgot.

Even people lose the names
of old acquaintances without a single thought,
no thought at all could touch the feeling of having been
and played, and lost.
Another sun cycle fades in morning frost.

The trick, the clever perk of being real:
the soul is what you see.
It's not a lie, it's only allegorical
and it is still
and it is cold
but if it didn't know
then it wouldn't have to feel,
feel an empty search for heat,
fill space with vanity
just waiting for the time when it is free
and by then it will always know
the lights keep their direction
and in the frozen night, their path is all aglow.

Here by noon the air is always frozen
and the path will be a glacier by the night
but they say
still the cemetery lights will know the way,
no place warmer than the grave.

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from Safe Haven, released July 16, 2022

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Carlton Heston Atlanta, Georgia

If you're reading this - Gods of the Dead is the good one. Listen to that first if you're going to listen to anything on here. It's actually pretty solid.

Atlanta Monsters' Ball is also nice.

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