Hand In Hand In The Grave.

I don’t believe in burials,

outdated and morbid,

better to be free in the air,

to let your soul soar

through time than be in the ground,

cold, alone, aloof, who would want that;

yet if we still love each other

at the moment of passing,

I would want be safe with you,

let a future grave digger

find our bodies side by side,

holding hands

and perhaps your head resting

on my bony shoulders.


Ian D. Hall 2017