When I Die Poem by Charl JF Cilliers

When I Die



When I die
I want no ceremony

no coffin to hold
me in the dark and cold.

Dispose me
upright against a tree

in the open air
in case there is somewhere

to go
of which I don’t yet know.

Wednesday, November 4, 2015
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Charl JF Cilliers

Charl JF Cilliers

Cape Town, South Africa
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