A
Green Funeral
No
expensive
clergy
run ceremonies
no
priests
I
want what they
now
call a “Green”
funeral
(2015)
that
is pop me
naked
into a
freshly
dug grave
no
embalming
no
anything
but
dead me
the
dugout hole
and
dirt
Better
yet
like
the Native
Americans
of
yore,
pitch
me
up
on
some
scaffolding
and
let time
and
carnivorous
birds
and
able-to-jump
animals
pick
my
bones
clean.
The
Apple
She
was
eating
an
apple,
and
I
kissed
her
- damn that
tasted
good.
Don't
We All?
Don't
we all
just
love
chewing
our
beards?
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