What happens when we die?
I’ll leave that unanswered.
Our inner self moves on
to another shell, like a hermit crab.
But where does our shell go?
Does it cover up another hermit crab
without a shell?
No.
We end up in the ground.
Decomposing,
our skin grows cold
And eventually grows mold.
Yet some people feel the need
to decorate the hole that holds
the rotting corpse
they were once
very much a part of.
A tower.
A house.
A life-size replica.
A cross the size of the one
that once held Christ.
And for what purpose?
You can polish a carcass
but it’s still a dead body.