Allison Adelle Hedge Coke
Just yesterday some of us returned home.
Away from archeological scholar filings,
home where we should have always lain.
Just yesterday before, we were still live.
In the time passed while life developed
our framework, fully cultivated casing,
while structure of our statures discerned
we were perceived as one with The People,
now possess mere remnants of all we were,
souls passed, relative to all surround.
We still stand the test, uphold each,
every essential instrument of life as it exists.
Still relishing essences, tastes, hours of humankind,
await the opportunity to sleep, to sleep, to sleep, to sleep.
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