Not the one the kids use...
The other Pet Sematary...
the one behind it
Between the idea
and the act
Between the conception
and the creation
Between the essence
and the descent
Falls the Shadow
The poor dumb creature
that took my leg and
left me to live on
with half a heart and
half a lung
was only a Mask.
It's the thing BEHIND the Mask
that I hate
In this last
of meeting places
We grope together
And avoid speech
Gathered on this beach
of the tumid river.
YES,we shall gather
at the river
the beautiful,
beautiful river
YES we shall gather
at the river
that flows by the throne
of god.
...a river of blood
that grows deeper
day-by-day...
