Burs - Fields
Letters I have not yet sentAdd another to the pile
Notice their unnoticement
Make a moment last a while
In that moment, I pose a question
Will they bury me when I'm dead
With a question mark engraved
Onto the monument
To think, to will
To drink, to spill
Are to deny
A life fulfilled
To prod the ghost of days I know
I had only been so clever
Notice then a same descent
Start to put the pieces together
From that moment into the next one
I'm at my own funeral mass
And at the service with open casket
Play pin the tail on the ass
To think, to will
To drink, to spill
Are to deny
A life's supply
To pine the wilt
Despite the guilt
Are to deny
The fields a rainy sky
Written by:
Ray Goudy
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