Poem I found
http://knit-witch.blogspot.com/2004/10/poem-grave-within.html
The Grave Within
Seek, with howling silence,
your own name upon the Grave...
For you are buried there,
beneath the pine's hollow heartwood.
The dark decay of your indifference
seeps back upon your corpse,
clinging casually to dried lips
brittle with silence.
Your sweet whispered breath
has turned stale within your mouth;
crowding among honeyed words
that rot upon deaf ears.
Wrapped tightly in your own tangled web,
you lie with weighted imobility;
the cold crying mist
shrouding the ruptured earth above you.
And here you now reside for eternity,
buried beneath your choiced plot,
unremarked and unremembered,
with no reprieve from the Grave Within.
The Grave Within
Seek, with howling silence,
your own name upon the Grave...
For you are buried there,
beneath the pine's hollow heartwood.
The dark decay of your indifference
seeps back upon your corpse,
clinging casually to dried lips
brittle with silence.
Your sweet whispered breath
has turned stale within your mouth;
crowding among honeyed words
that rot upon deaf ears.
Wrapped tightly in your own tangled web,
you lie with weighted imobility;
the cold crying mist
shrouding the ruptured earth above you.
And here you now reside for eternity,
buried beneath your choiced plot,
unremarked and unremembered,
with no reprieve from the Grave Within.