I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
With tigery stripes, and a face on it
Round read more

I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
With tigery stripes, and a face on it
Round as the moon, to stare up.
I want to be looking at them when they come
Picking among the dumb minerals, the roots.
I see them already-the pale, star-distance faces.
Now they are nothing, they are not even babies.
I imagine them without fathers or mothers, like the first gods.
They will wonder if I was important.

And so I leave this world, where the heart must either break or turn to lead.

And so I leave this world, where the heart must either break or turn to lead.

Thank God, I have done my duty.

Thank God, I have done my duty.

I do not know what I seem to the world, but to myself I appear to have been like a read more

I do not know what I seem to the world, but to myself I appear to have been like a boy playing upon the seashore and diverting myself and then finding a smoother pebble or prettier shell than ordinary, while the great ocean of truth lay before me all undiscovered.

Here lies Charles Cuevas. He once said "Gimme hockey, or gimme death." He didn't quite get hockey.

Here lies Charles Cuevas. He once said "Gimme hockey, or gimme death." He didn't quite get hockey.

Don't worry! It's not loaded. •Terry Kath, rockmusician, played russian roulette Waiting are they? Well let'em wait!

Don't worry! It's not loaded. •Terry Kath, rockmusician, played russian roulette Waiting are they? Well let'em wait!

One sweetly solemn though comes to me over and over, I am nearer to home today than I have ever read more

One sweetly solemn though comes to me over and over, I am nearer to home today than I have ever been before.

Go on, get out. Last words are for fools who haven't said enough.

Go on, get out. Last words are for fools who haven't said enough.

Goodbye. I am leaving because I am bored.

Goodbye. I am leaving because I am bored.