Grave Request

grave request by Michael R. Burch come to ur doom in Tombstone; the stars stark and chill over Boot Hill care nothing for ur desire; still, imagine they wish u no ill, that u burn with the same antique fire; for there’s nothing to life but the thrill of living until u expire; so come, spend ur last hardearned bill on Tombstone. NOTE: The “in Tombstone” and “on Tombstone” are not accidental. The invitation to come “in” to Tombstone is to spend that last bill “on” a Tombstone. The poem is not really about the Wild West but about any spree that ends with a trip to the cemetery, as all sprees eventually do.