Necropolis Exit
There is only so much loss
that a place can bear,
Land used up in sadness
must change,
with life slipping in
from the edges.
We built the Great Necropolis
to honor,
to remember those gone,
and we put it, willow-lined
beside the city's busiest highway.
Speed and stopping,
boundary to boundary.
No message intended.
Utilitarianism.
The trees were attractive
from the road.