Ian Ayres

We Are The Dead - Poem by Ian Ayres

My revolver
So easy to get
Cocked in fist
On the way to the grave
Wide open for morning
Loaded and ready
Bullets to blast
My brains to the clay
Of Mother Nature's womb


Skull full of stars
People that cross
Lost in a garden
Of slab and dirt
Hands from graves
Reach out to shake
Me up so late
Embalmed hands
Amidst the wilt


How I love the Dead
Putting down roots
Echoing whispers
By the time you get it together
You start to fall apart...
Skeletal, you know
A jaw drops
Moss will grow
With unknown approach


Living to die, dying to live
Tombstones scream
Or winds grow shrill
Among final faces
Of resting places
My constant family
Who embraces chill
Beneath my feet


Among the Dead
Gone to bed
Sculptured tomb
Where I stretch
Smoking a joint
Like a Bowie tune
Near a baby's


A seedling
How I yearn
To hold you
Your crumbling
New name
Not even a weed


So I sing
A lullaby
And reach out
To cradle you
In my arms
With your rattle
Of bones
Birds Fall


Birds fall
From the trees
From disease
Death is
The rest of
Your life


Some call me a necrophiliac
Who bones the boneyard
Others, a ghoul
Who haunts the Dead
Whatever tickles their tulips
Licking dew drops of lust...
Did you know divorce kills?
Divorce kills children
For the rest of their lives


Under-aged children
Kicking the emptiness
Of a beer can
Can no longer feel
Superior over anything
Nothing but luck
Before granite claims
Years of avoidance
In unfulfilled hearts


Finding a family
Like me
In the dead of night
To dance
In moonlight
Every vertebra
Of our spines


Is white dust
And soul lost
In dispersing
Ready to be
In a box


To remain
I can always
Be found
Knowing dark
My mind


Topic(s) of this poem: death, love and loss

Form: Narrative

Comments about We Are The Dead by Ian Ayres

  • (11/30/2015 10:27:00 AM)

    Awesome poem and narration too. The poem takes the reader to different levels. Thanks for sharing.10++ points. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 30, 2015

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 3, 2016

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