My Grave ~ Tuesday, June 10, 2

If I die, you may cry, but you will soon
forget and just move on, get a move on

I am not anything to anyone

decide to disagree with a raccoon
in a heartbeat, agree an argument
engages no one, just how green the lawn

you notice your neighbor, his wife, their son
only you see his lawn, green as money
ugly legal tender, his wife looks spent

maybe just needs more sleep, a little rest
advertise for Miracle Gro, and not TruGreen
yes, could be, put your sister to the test

cheap gossip, like wildfire, burns not so clean
remember me in a vat of honey
yes, opinions appear to be funny

burn down the forest with a cigarette
understand nothing, what does it matter
turn a rotisserie chicken, the meat

yes, falls right off the bone, so you would bet
on chicken for dinner, an easy meal
until you turn on the TV, chatter

words sound like fans at the ballpark, no seat
in the house warm, everyone stands and waits
left uncertain about the end, you kneel
like you would at church, you pray for a win

so you believe God will answer your prayer
only that remains uncertain, but tin
on the broadcast, the fans make noise, layer
needless, after layer, as you conceal