When I Die Poem by Tony Adah

If you want to bury me
Bury me so that my toes will not be out
Orphans break a pot of water
Not a pot of oil.
I eat like my dentures
Have gone putrid with plague
Knowing not where the next crumbs
Will come from
I am alone
A bachelor on a sojourn
Who will stock my fire for me?
A tortoise whose carapace encumbers his dance
A lizard whose ascent of the silk cotton
Necessitated nodding his head
When I die bury me
So that my toe will not be out.