Non-Erotic Poetrydead Schultzeswhen I die
when I die
bury me with the other Schultzes
I always felt most at home
with all the dead Schultzes
cold
naked
stone
when I die
find the one who loved me most
dress me with purple flowers,
the stems tied up in knots
find him
he will know what to do
and listen
listen to him
leave nothing whole.
hot
naked
ash
listen to me now
while my mother’s blood
slides through my veins
when I die
take me where they know me best
they will know what to do
December 13, 2003
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