I Buried Myself Poem by Jan Jelenc

I Buried Myself



Buried myself today

a ghost of past, someone of whom existence is fading
with time, realizing It's for the best

burried myself with content

with irony I take life
knowing how small are you and I
still things ahead I think I could enoy
playful bliss of morning lips and
who knows, maybe a funeral or two
before I lay my linen sheets

so I buried myself

deep below
in a coffin of glass
sing me a swan song

and 'll be gone

Wednesday, October 7, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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