bones on the beach

When Im lying in my bed

I like to pretend

That my body is just bones on the beach

Its the first time I feel rested

Since my mothers womb I slept in

My last home between the stones and the sea

Some overzealous anthropology professor

With all his students in tow

Carry spades and books for studying stumbling

Discover me

I implore them to leave me alone

Say give me one millennia more there

Maybe I will belong more there

Than any place in which I was living

When Im bones on the beach

With the end long past nigh

One eternal sigh

Ive no breath that is left to release

And the loudness of mind has been gone since I died

Was I meant in this life to find peace

Before I became bones on the beach

I hear footsteps

And bones they cannot look left

But I register her stepping nearby

Her face is peaceful

Shes looked upon lifes evil

And considered it next to infinite skies

She doesnt ask for more time

Give me one millennia more there

Maybe I will belong more there

Than any place in which I was living

When Im bones on the beach

When Im bones on the beach

What I long fors nonexistent

In any belief system

All I all I want is some rest

There's no sentience in death

Just darkness at the worst

Temporality and permanence

I dont know whats on the other side

But I dont think its what I had in mind

I hope I find some rest in this life