God pokes the sharp end of the coffin into my ribs
I said not yet, let me still linger a bit
Coffin´s between his fingers
It's no real effort
He spits out a few decades longer
says- go live it for my sake
I nod but my kidney aches
I said is my old man up there with you
he said- you'll just have to come up and face him
I said please old lord save me a place
He said, you'll save your own
The coffin fell from heaven and shattered in two
I used the lid to serve my dinner
and the box for a garden planter
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