Death Penalty

in my burial ground

a hand found underneath

grasps fast around my throat

stealing pulse points and oxygen

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Jemima says I have proof

photography of the mess left

when, post death, I left

leaving bruised fingers behind

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now the dust settles in corners

even though my tomb is sealed

no one thinks to bring a vacuum cleaner

they just lament and beat their breasts

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listen as he is sentenced to death

I have no wish to share my resting place

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Copyright September 2020