Empty bodies trapped in coffins
Their souls want to escape
One after the other
The breathless people go into the funeral home
Into the ground
Into the dark
Perhaps there have been one too many deaths
Too many relics left
I'm beginning to deteriorate from the inside-out
Mother speaks to me about how someday
I will be at her funeral
Weeping into my makeup drenched tissues
I can't find the guts to tell her
It will be the other way around

I lay awake in my coffin
Waiting for my family to bury me
Along with all my thoughts and doubts
I am no longer breathing
For a few hours I am another empty body
And it doesn't hurt
Oh god for once
I do not hurt

I wake up