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Pushing Up Daises

No if, and's, buts or try out your luck
No not even a maybe
But before too long I feel I'll be gone
On my way to pushing up daisies

No sense standing here shaking in fear
Crying out like a baby
I feel the walls closing in with the creak of the lid
Faster than a chance to save me

What comes around goes or what goes around comes
Seriously you need to believe
Soon on the other side if anyone decides
By chance that they might need me

Six feet in a hole all except for my soul
Air tight they say for safe keeping
With nary a sound I take it all lying down
Plenty of time for inward thinking

Here in my new home with dirt ceiling and floor
In this little room they graciously gave me
Spending all of my time in mid-excersise
An eternity of pushing up daisies

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Date: 1/17/2018 6:28:00 PM
Chilling, Mike - but I'm in your boat. Good writing as usual.
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Date: 1/17/2018 10:07:00 AM
Love this dark write! Strengthen those muscles, man, and you might just creak open the lid, for a peek at the great beyond! ;)
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Date: 1/17/2018 8:37:00 AM
Love the way you use humor to describe your "future home" Mike! Well done!~Che :)
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