That dust beaten ground welcomes your body
The vines of yesterdays sins wind round your legs
And you wait
You wait patiently for the tender ground to open its graceful mouth and take you uponits ttongue and swallow you into the venue of darkness
You dig your toes into sand and lay awake  star searching,yet you find not a single map to Venus
So as the wind howls,you sing along
Hoping that the mermaids far and wide can be kind enough to write you a Requiem to sing over your worthless grave