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A Vagabond’s Lament
by quill Tuesday, Oct 21 2008, 10:42am
international / poetry / post

Poetry for wanderers ..

Swagman
Swagman

Who would write my Epitaph?

When to inarticulate dust I return
to slumber for aeons
who would speak for me?
who would pen a memory?

I have waited an eternity
for the smallest formulation
perhaps a single word
or the stroke of a brush
on ricepaper.

No, none of it;
only stray dogs
take the time to stop
and piss on my grave.

The perfect epitaph for one
such as me.



http://cleaves.zapto.org/news/story-1284.html

Olgas
Olgas

'Eternity' -- thanks, Arthur
'Eternity' -- thanks, Arthur

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