by John McKernan
My brown eyes
Will be bright & wide open
My shadow
Will have the texture
Of a soft clean blanket
My hearse
Will be a new Cadillac
Smooth riding
Ignoring every pothole & nail
My granite slab
In the stonemason's shed
Will shine
In starlight & moonlight
Bearing the letters of my latest alias
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