This Poem Doesn’t Have a Specific Title Yet.

This next poem of mine is called: ‘Are Cemetries in the Dead-Centre of Town Symmetrical?’

‘The Cemetery Resident’s Comittee Will See You Now’
‘No Bones About It’
‘There’s a Skull in the Scullery’
‘Something Else’
‘Shall I just Get On With The Poem?’
Here it is:
Laying about all day

And the nighttime, too;

You left us to fend for ourselves

As you dearly departed

Are wont to do;

We shall visit

And eventually stay

But, that will have to be

Another ‘unspecified’ day –

Hopefully, not too soon

And then we will lay by the light of the Sun

And the Moon.


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