Codicil Poem by Neil Crawford

Move my headstone when I die
so none shall know my resting place.

Few knew it when I lived
in death let none where I lie.

Smash all proof with the hammers strong
that pounded my young idiot heart

Leave no chip, no traitorous trace
to mark my final resting place.

Fling the gravestone to the skies
or cast it to the open sea

Let none come over me to cry,
let no one come to comfort me.

Hail, hail namelessness,
I sing of anonymity

To shed this frail identity,
to the ground that welcome womb
I go.