Gravedigger
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i will
dig myself out
of this grave
you made for me.
i will dig up
my very own bones
my very own shreds
I am old,
My hair is gray,
My skin is wrinkled.
I am young,
My blonde curls dance in the light,
My youth shines on my face.
I am holding a shovel.
One pile of dirt
I.
This man,
though some considered sour,
died from laughter.
II.
A pair of identical twins,
could never tell them apart
so one wonders who got this spot.
