Lower The Casket

Lower The Casket

A Poem by Crowley

Feeling a bit like a fat b*****d.


Standing storm calm, still, on that hardened patch of sand

A beach of forever and forever's, broken without so much as a pardon

He pissed himself and tried to stop his hobbled heart from beating

Watching as her silhouette became a soul sickened memory he wanted


Lower the casket fat b*****d

This one's a f**k

Hung by the neck with an idiots rope

May God shut the doors lest his shadow fly

And grip heaven in a liars fist


She had blown in on that very beach with a confidence worth measuring

Who wouldn't have wanted to spend eternity probing those eyes

Sharp tongues and the power born of rum soaked dreams....misplaced

Watching the look on her face turn from fancy, to hollow, to hate


Another shovel full fat b*****d

This one's a king

Beheaded in haste with a simpletons blade

The wrought iron gates of purgatory sing

Emblazoned with his crest alone


Mind your thoughts and move through this life with a heart like a shelf

And place on it only those things that make you better than the night

Rejoice in the fact that you are not God and certainly not merely a man

And give her, her due and then some, that skin is beautiful history


Say the prayer fat b*****d

This one's a man

Bludgeoned with a hustlers hammer

That sacred moment before death's dance

Was the moment he saw God


© 2018 Crowley

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Powerful and violent imagery here. I always have much admiration for the services and their people who have to go in and find this mess and clean it up. Harrowing to do and realising that they are dealing with people and not a slab of meat. Hardly surprising if they have nightmares afterwards. Well writ Crowley.


Posted 4 Months Ago

Twice I found men hanging, it is not a pretty sight, on the first occasion, I found a poem entitled 'f**k' beneath his feet.. on the second, only piss.... I still have the odd nightmare... thanks Crowley.. by the way, I think this is amazing.


Posted 4 Months Ago

I'm lucky I found him a bit earlier than that he was under the sofa the whole time!? The gentle inference of your fist has just displaced my lower jaw like a well aimed lateral strike from a south paw. I was to busy looking for that damn idiot rope to duck under before the bell rang for the second round to notice the blow. I'm not sure who you were hating in this piece but I'm pretty damn sure i don't like him! Sometimes the angles of your writing style remind me of an Alfred Hitchcock film slightly askew but just enough to catch the subtle scenes undertones.

Posted 6 Months Ago


6 Months Ago

Ha!!! dipping into the vault. Yeah, can't remember what was on my mind that day, usually very little.. read more
I wonder if this is what mine felt like when he thought he was having a heart attack? All the nurses running around ...stripping him down.....looking at his possessions...pinning metals to his chest...squezzin' his checks.... blowing that lolly pop....whistle....checking off the boxes of accomplishments...I bet he felt like this...my fat b*****d said his prayer ...stuck that hustle in his pocket...and walked away! Lucky him and me!

Posted 1 Year Ago

The perfect blend of harsh and bland in this piece. death and life to a "T" amazing poetry. I make no attempt at correction or interjection. I just enjoy the ride.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 Year Ago

Three in one day...I feel undeserving!!! Sometimes I like to let the drama unfold as it does. I sta.. read more
Sometimes being a great writer isn't all about how words are combined. I feel being a great observer of life is also an important contributor. That's what blows my mind about your writing, Corey. I love the way you observe people & settings in unusual terms, then you pick perfectly-fitting yet unexpected ways to express your unique way of seeing the world. This is stuff nobody else thinks of to describe life (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 Year Ago

Dang..,.thanks for that!!! I know many times the pictures and subject matter in my head translate fo.. read more

1 Year Ago

My pleasure . . . *smile*

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Added on July 24, 2018
Last Updated on July 30, 2018



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