by Carolyn Gregory
He digs his own grave,
throwing in the bones of other
dead men first—
a femur and skull
from a couple of immigrants
climbing over an electric fence
that sizzled as they tried
to get over it
They died, instead.
No matter to the grave digger
who is always thrilled
with carrion and bones.
The wheel of fortune will point
to him in several revolutions
when the universe calls his number
and the other grave diggers carry him
quickly to Hell.
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He digs his own grave,
throwing in the bones of other
dead men first—
a femur and skull
from a couple of immigrants
climbing over an electric fence
that sizzled as they tried
to get over it
They died, instead.
No matter to the grave digger
who is always thrilled
with carrion and bones.
The wheel of fortune will point
to him in several revolutions
when the universe calls his number
and the other grave diggers carry him
quickly to Hell.
Carolyn Gregory’s poems and music essays have been published in American Poetry Review, Main Street Rag, Off the Coast, Cutthroat, Bellowing Ark, Seattle Review, Big River Review, Tower Journal, Stylus and Peacock Journal. She was nominated for a Pushcart Prize and previously won a Massachusetts Cultural Council Award. Her first book Open Letters was published in 2009 and a second book Facing the Music was published in Florida in 2015. She is currently working on her third book of poetry.
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