EAT
we all eat pop tarts and nauseate
we all drink joe and reinvigorate
but what do we eat after we die
do we think it over on our last cry
we eat the satin on our face
we chew it without saying grace
we eat the worms as they eat us
we gobble down our esophagus
we eat the marker about our head
we eat it since we must be fed
we eat the lot as we adjourn
we suck down what was in our urn
and when the ash has left our teeth
they toss aside our withered wreath
Peter Joseph Swanson


Comments: 37
Thank you for posting to this group whose only purpose is to thank you for posting to this group.
LOL and hugs
Hahaha.....
Actually, it's a pretty unique poem. What was your inspiration?
Very entertaining song. Thanks
This is sincerely a really good poem. Needs to be spotlighted and maybe included in your new novel.
wonderful