Bury me under a tree,
So I may be free from fake tears
And feel the sun on me.
Cast my ashes upon the sea,
So I may care for nothing
and nothing to care for me.
Drop me in a tomb,
Let me be forgotten
and my name fade into dust.
A gravestone is the desperate scratch marks
Of a man dragged tooth and nail by the Reaper.
‘Remember me’ he begs
Stating dates beginning and end
And quotes said by a better man.
The ether takes all, your pattern is not long
nor honoured in this world.
Life; it’s all we have, why wouldn’t it be overrated?