Friday, April 13, 2012

My Funeral

At my funeral there will be flowers and herbs
Chrysanthemums and coriander
Firewitch and oregano
Thorny seasons and venting volcanoes

At my funeral there will be skeletons
Painted in purple and lime-green
Robed and naked
Playing guitar and drinking beer

Bones of hope and sadness
Lies and superstition
One will say I was her lover
One will say I was her brother
Another will bring a gun
To make sure what was done was actually done

At my funeral I’ll miss my ma and pa
Winks and water
Beds and stones
Jesus around the collar
And all the miracles I was sold

At my funeral I’ll wear a crown
Buttons and belt
Crows and dirt
And take my final rest among those flowered skirts 



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