underneath the ground where I lie
Can you smell me still?
You come here to visit as if I am just ill
yet this is no hospital
I am long cold dead
you pretend of me as if I am not
you bypass
the final dread

oh face it sweetheart
I am just rotting meat
if you look closely
you can see them now
my upward pointing feet
stuck still in position
of where you're soon to be
is it just that you don't love enough
to love me for me?

sadly though this is all I am
I have truly gone away
and all angels white
and devils black
are my company today

look not here to find me
in mounds of dirt
cold stone
what's left of me
resides within
your heart
my final home.

08/17/2005