"two white horses in a line"
carry me to my burial ground
Some need diamonds.
Some need talk and fireworks.
Some need cars.
Some need ....
Some need jagged glass to line their clothes.
All I need is, all I need is...
"have you ever heard a coffin sound"
hit with ground or"¦
happen upon an end
in your neck of the everything"¦
still the morning hour holds gold in its mouth.
you can feel it stinging down
the hollowed arrows of your arm"¦
glad dogs of the grave,
sat soft on the hard lip of your bed.
some may say this might be your last farewell ride