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Click hereAsh is made ashes,
And dust becomes dust.
But what will God make of
This leftover lust?
Survivor Poetry Contest
Poet's Choice (Epitaph)
I like the poem. The title left me expecting and wanting more -- more of what the dead ponder.
I've kind of envisioned an ethereal afterlife - no body, just spirit. Lust seems to be physical, but with intangible components.
I always wondered how relationships would map, if the temporal thread is absent.
does lust survive even after death? I hadn't considered this before. Cute poem :)