Buried at the Boardwalk

Buried and consumed
The pier carries secrets out to sea
The boardwalk creates a base
Out against the water we feel clean
The railing keep us upright

The face of a girl lost
Flyers posted everywhere
White paper flickering in the breeze
A blank, expressionless face
Lost on the boardwalk

Her parents cried for her
Until they found her body
She had been there the whole time
Deep down in a sandy grave
Her midnight black hair soaked with sand
Her beautiful green eyes now still
Lifeless she was laid to rest

The boards above her created a coffin
Rotting decaying wood with broken nails
She was washed and cleansed
How your father misses you
Toby still cries for you at night

© Dallas J. Moore 2015



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