CEMETARY AT 2AM

Behind eyes
the starry night
looks up beneath me
a chasm of mystery
and it’s not a being I see
but a fleeting spark
of forever
longing to join
the harmonious vibration
of eternity.
This path
is innate
new
but full-well known
as any animal
walks miles yet still knows
the Way
that leads him home.
Go
and take nothing
leave everything;
the skin you held
a repository
of memory
years chronicled
cataloged
and eventually
forgotten.
What remains
remains
meaningless
and without substance.

In its place
we place
shell offering
on stone facsimile.

Go forth
beast and man alike
what remains
remains
then
fades.

Rock and weed and shell the same
all say
Memento Mori.
Remember Death.
Remember.

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