When I’m dead,
Burn me to ashes
So I spread
In the wind
And land in the mouths
Of my enemies
Spit me out
Reborn in the soil
Even stronger
Come back and haunt you
Like a polaroid
Shake me
and I will reveal.
Even awake I dream of stupid things. Things that happen randomly. Sorrow, grief, mourning the day that is gone as I’m shuffling my feet closer to death, wanting to crawl instead.
Nobody wins at the finish line.