My Choice for a Funeral

Shark attacks are scary on summer days
Within the bluest stream of warm water
I think of calmly immersing but I don't think
I will survive the torment of swallowing sea
Giving up the breath of life to be endowed
Such negativity erases travelling happiness
Sumptuous delight for death in drenching
Water, giving up the divine earth six feet
Under, I just don't want to be buried there
In a heavy wooden coffin taken way below
To decay in the most hideous manner such
But better that way than to be incinerated
Throwing away my ashes in an urn too late
Adorning your mantel piece next to my photo
Just that crackling fire and lamb on the spit
Makes my skin crawl with un-nerving unease
During Easter time, while I try to fast for
Better purposes, gaining strength and power
Just to know one day I will die to go so unfair
But I could take the mummification a lot better
Too bad they don't do that these days I guess
So I will wish the same re-curring dream of
Being surrounded by the ocean like a dolphin
Taken away by flowing tide in psychic prowess
Claiming my strength until that final time here
I shall dream myself away into a seashell that
Is my final home and remember that beauty
As the home where I probably came from
Long time ago.........................................

(Gawd, I'm so sorry about the morbidity of this one, but I really just had to write out how I would like to be buried unconventially and it just gives me peace I've mind to say so)

Copyright 2007 Beaujolais