Hallow's Eve

Your letters say, "A body is required. Unable to complete your request."

Waiting. 31 October. Dark is the night, cold is the ground.

Waiting for the night, for the quiet reflection shadows, waiting for you to rise and fly, to wander among friends,

Sharing stories and tales. Memories of laughter's bliss, music.

Dancing on graves smelling roses, hearing water. How you came to this place.

Bones rest in dust. Exhale exile. 

Waiting.