Upon My Final Ride
grooveamatic
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Bury me, when appropriate,
somewhere at a unique distance
from isolation.
Shower me with sod
and earth
at that spatial compensation
between nature and antiquity.
Please, on my
first day of no
breakfast, divide what
I have been from the open
space surrounding.
No human body--
working or broken--
has ever been fully assimilated
to the space between itself
and what matters.
Upon my final ride
I beg you
see no harm in
clockwork or finalities,
or in grass becoming dirt.
somewhere at a unique distance
from isolation.
Shower me with sod
and earth
at that spatial compensation
between nature and antiquity.
Please, on my
first day of no
breakfast, divide what
I have been from the open
space surrounding.
No human body--
working or broken--
has ever been fully assimilated
to the space between itself
and what matters.
Upon my final ride
I beg you
see no harm in
clockwork or finalities,
or in grass becoming dirt.
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Thanks, Fins! Good to see you again!
Whatever happened to Blissweave, anyway? I posted over there a week or so ago and noticed it appears to have nearly died....?
glad to hear it...i never truly utilized it, but it was nice to know it was there...
and I hope the busyness is a good thing.
Circle comes around each time
I agree here groove, the title I think can be tightened a bit, but excellent poem
"shower of sod" - awesome image
the only other critique I would make is that
and between nature and antiquity - this line could be stronger I think