When I am Dead And Gone

When I am Dead And Gone, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

when they carry
me home
to the crematorium
my poems my blogs
in memoriam
morning to night
hitting the keys
ad nauseum
to the leaping fires
i will succumb
i did not want
to be eaten
by worms
maggots
people trampling
my poets grave
to the crematorium
for my last rites
i did come
a dead poets hell
is better for me
than a heavenly
kingdom
a blog goddess
my eternal muse
i will live
under her thumb
time to me
rhyme to rhyme
my libidinous
poetic angst
i will plumb
her slave
her knave
forever
i shall
become
in the fragrance
of her
cherry plum