Your problems are a corpse,bury it.Your traumas are a dead dog,bury it.Your short-comings are radioactive,in metal vaults , bury them! Bury them,bury themDig eight feet down,too far to reach down,bury! In the unsuspecting dawn,the earth quakesAll buried zombies arising,tramping on rotting daisies,you buried undead things! At the height of noon,under the beating sun,they find theirContinue reading “Bury”