The Graveyard Shift

Here I am again

Speaking all this shit

Climbing down the ladder

Into the hole I dig

Shovel over shoulder

Dirt, we're throwing over

Deeper still I go

To the place that's getting colder

Lay a pallet down

Carve the spot we've found

Roots are inching in 

This coffin in the ground

Rest my eyes inside

This mirth on now I lye

Close the lid this time

Nail me down inside

Throw the earth on me

Slumber; my eyes recede

This hole: a square of peace

Burying what I need

Send flowers down to me

Watch them rot like dreams

The place you refuse to see

Remaining covered while I sleep.