Tuesday, January 23, 2018

Back yard

They can just burn me in the back yard
it's okay.
Burn me, bury me.
It's okay.
Wherever.

I will allow it.
Because I want to be a cherry blossom tree.
I want to be floating on the surface
of the ocean.
I want to be burned or buried
in the back yard of the place
I last lived.

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