Jan Sand

(February 2 1926 / USA)

Epitaph


Here I lie,
All my bones
And my head.
Under these stones,
Hopefully,
Dead.

Submitted: Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 10, 2013

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