Bury

Bury my life,

end by the knife,

and take away the strife.

 

Bury my heart,

drop it in the dark,

or misplace it by a shark.

 

Bury my head,

in my own hand,

or under deep yellow sand.

 

Bury myself,

damage my health,

until the disaster of year 2012.

 

Bury the kindness,

that once gave

and the blindness

that couldn't save.

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

You create such an overwhelming feeling of lostness and longing. Felt like this for so many years. Brilliant form and flow!