Sunday, April 28, 2019

Kit Kelen #1215 - bury me too

1215
bury me too
for ‘come to my funeral’


I want to be lost in the land

have a forest grow
wherever I fell
wherever’s convenient in fact

and that should be more world than now

where these words were lost
then I’ll be gone
so creature will ever know

I want to be lost in a forest – forgotten
please do not mark the place

have all  of this our world a garden

grieve as we go
will you, with me?

I want to be lost in the forest
that hadn’t been there
before I was buried –
a forest of now, not long ago

when I’m nothing
won’t wish to be found
must do the wishing now

after a while
there’ll be no one to guess

who was it took up so much space
for whom so many died

who cycled the air and the water
deep dreams

I want to be lost in the forest to come

this is my last will  
where I want to go

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