Walking though the church graveyard
on the busy corner of Central Ave. and Main,
I wonder do the dead hear
footsteps on their ceiling,
does the ground admit the crisp air
of an underdeveloped spring,
do souls obey
the laws of traffic.
Photo by A. D. Joyce
©A. D. Joyce, 2014
A. D. Joyce 
I am certain that they are part of the foundation everywhere I walk, but didn’t stick around to see how the story proceeds and ends. Sometimes I hope they did–both to feel the bad and the good, to take responsibility.
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I believe the living and the dead have to take responsibility for their own lives but I’m not certain of anything. 🙂 Thanks for stopping by, Susan.
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