Did you die
with a mournful sigh
on a sickbed white and red

or were you burned
and shortly scattered
after bones and skull were shattered?

did poison take you
or car tires break you
did animals devour
that once sweet flesh
so soft and fresh
that grows greener by the hour

well now you're here
to stay, my dear
or at least what's left of you
you're not alone in our ghostly home
we're all in pieces too.

Thought this was kinda cute,
I wrote it on a whim a couple of
months ago.
x3