AJ Huffman’s most recent post to appear here was The Beauties of the Named Land (May 2013).
The Road to Cemetery Road
By AJ Huffman
By AJ Huffman
starts with a tube full of embalming
fluid, ends with a fistful of dirt falling
over coffin, satin-lined. I was
trip-ticked somewhere in between by three
ghosts waiting for me at the foot of a bed
I don’t remember making. Their directions ring
contradictory, and I am pretty
sure the older one short-sheeted me
somehow. Poker-faced, I play their silly games,
laughing as they attempt to bury me. In spirit,
I know I will always be
dancing in the wind.
fluid, ends with a fistful of dirt falling
over coffin, satin-lined. I was
trip-ticked somewhere in between by three
ghosts waiting for me at the foot of a bed
I don’t remember making. Their directions ring
contradictory, and I am pretty
sure the older one short-sheeted me
somehow. Poker-faced, I play their silly games,
laughing as they attempt to bury me. In spirit,
I know I will always be
dancing in the wind.
I hope your dancing spirit never leaves you.