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HOLE IN THE OZONE ( 48 Views)
written by : petersfolly
HOLE IN THE OZONE.
DEATH IS ONLY RELATIVE
TO ANOTHER DEATH.
YOUR DEATH
AND NOWADAYS FEARING A MUGGING
IN THE CEMETARY
YOUR POLISHED SHINE
OF SADNESS
RUDELY INTERRUPTED
BY SOME OTHER LIFE
THAT SO URGENTLY
INSISTS
WE PREFER A CREMATION INSTEAD
NO MORE GATHERING
AROUND THE HOLE
IN THE OZONE.
THE STAGED SCENARIO
ONWARDS
RAIN AND UMBRELLAS PREFERRED
YET SOMEHOW ALWAYS
WITH AN UNCOMFORTABLE
PERSPIRATION AROUND THE COLLAR
THE SUN
AFRICAN AND INTENSE
THE WORDS LUGUBRIOUS,
SONOROUSLY
DRIFTING TOWARD
ITS PAUSE
THE LONG SLOW UNROLLING DOWN
OF THE CASKET
CONTRASTED BY A BIRDS
SUDDEN AND CHEERFUL
CHIRPING
FROM SOME GREENER SHADED FOILAGE.
I REMEMBER HOW ONCE DEATH
BEING A RELATIVE,
WE HAD JUST FINISHED WITH
THE POOR BASTARD.
WHO FOR
WIFE,
KIDS,
THE FAMILY,
HAD HONOURABLY
LIED, CHEATED
AND STOLEN
IN THE NAME OF BUSINESS,
WITH SOME MEASURE OF SUCCESS.
A GO0D MAN,
WHO HAD NEVER ONCE GIVEN THOUGHT
TO THE CHEAP LABOUR
WHO HAD HELPED HIM TO BUILD HIS WEALTH
NOW SAFETLY DOWN AND CRADLED INTO
HIS PIECE OF EARTH.
THE AFTERNOON SHIFT WHO
HAVING WATCHED IT ALL
AT A RESPECTFUL DISTANCE
FROM UNDER A STUNTED
ACACIA
WITH SEEMING PATIENCE.
AROSE WITH AN ALACRITY
ON OUR QUITTING THE
GRAVESIDE AND BEGAN
SHOVELING THE DIRT IN.
IT WAS THAT SOUND
THAT FOLLOWED ME
OUT OF THE CEMETARY
AND INTO MY DREAMS
THAT NIGHT
THE SLAPPING THUMP OF SAND ONTO THE CASKET LID
HURRIED, IMPERSONAL,
NO DIFFERENT,
AS IF IN THE DISPOSAL
OF SOME ROADSIDE KILL.
WITH WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN
AN EFFUSIVE DISPLAY
OF GOOD MANNERS.
OR NOT.
ALMOST AN EPITAPH.
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