FUNEREAL

The priest droned on,
a short passage
from Micah had some
questioning prophecy.
Within the coffin
we suspect Agnes too
grew even more impatient,
wanting final rest,
wanting the party to begin,
hating the tears.
Later, with wine flowing,
somewhere in the gray sky
I imagine her knowing wink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s