Epitaph

Finally Easter weekend is over. Thank God.
Bitemarks will resume tomorrow.
In the meantime... I wrote my own epitaph!

Epitaph

When I'm gone what will I leave behind
But sparkling fragments of a diamond mind
Time-worn bones and a fossilized tear
And the silent echo of my voice to hear

Now see my breath drift past the moon
On the coldest winter night
Here lieth Charon
The ghost who loved to write

© Charon 2010