The Grave

Spoken in mind
Poems, verses
Behind closed eyes
Some
Thing
Aware, that
It’s all
Dream

All wiped
Forgotten but this
That

It was
Displayed
Played
Spoken

Elaborate poems
Dialogues
Upon same
Screen
Made outward
With eyes opened

Like the dead
Given
To earth
Buried
Left alone

In the cold
Dark
Graves

Out there
For worms
Rot

No air, no light, no bed
No warmth, no stars
No comfort
No breath

These words
Left
As
The dead
In
This grave

Each word
In its own
Dark
Ground

Here, here
That, there

Motionless, un-breathing
Flesh
Life expulsed

Touched
Seen
Coming alive

All wiped
Just
That