Thereafter Poem by chayamsu v r
Thereafter
the corpse, when dead
waked and walked away, nude,
saving the last faces,
under-cloths,
and the sweat and spittle
for the kinsmen.
the police took the under-cloths;
spittle and feces,
for the street dogs,
and some sandals
swept the last sweats.
thus that death was
not orphaned.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: dogs
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8/28/2026 2:25:32 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
quite tragic but let hope arise!