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When I am dead, my dearest, don’t stick my bones
together with Scotch tape. Do not try to fit them
underneath a frame. Use them, one by one,
as a weapon, a gavel. My bones,
they can be good back scratchers, honey mixers,
and hands of clocks.

You can toss them across space
and see how far they’ll glide until another hand
slips across it. When I am dead, dearest,
thread my bones to the top of a mountain.

The next time you arrive at a glass sea,
spill it boldly. Spell your life in two parts,
watch them float until they descend
like a weight down into that container.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.




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Aoide said...
Apr. 1, 2012 at 10:22 am
I love this! Most poems about death are depressing and overly morbid, but this is positive and has a very strong message about carrying on after loss. It's really unique, and I admire that. Please keep writing!
 
KaylaMarie3003 said...
Mar. 30, 2012 at 3:57 am
i love this! my poems are about different things and touch you in different ways. yall should check them out :)
 
horsewriter4evr said...
Mar. 18, 2012 at 12:58 pm
amazing....just really amazing! 
 
MarbleJarble said...
Feb. 26, 2012 at 3:07 pm
That was amazing! Really awesome. Thanks for that(: 
 
RosySea said...
Feb. 8, 2012 at 1:07 pm
This is beautiful...I give it five stars!
 
NigomayNamikaze said...
Jan. 2, 2012 at 1:13 pm
Its to much for me but I can understand it! YOUR GOING TO MAKE ME THINK ABOUT THAT FOR A WEEK! I LIKE IT
 
JessJess96 said...
Jan. 2, 2012 at 12:32 pm
LOVE LOVE LOVE IT!! :)
 
Missundrstoodx2 said...
Dec. 31, 2011 at 12:57 am
Bold and brave thought process - most are afraid to consider death or attempt to tackle the concept. I appreciate the humor, your destruction of 'functional fixedness' as you force us to consider the different uses of bones, and therefore our different uses and purpose on this earth when we are long gone. Keep it up
 
Schuyler said...
Dec. 21, 2011 at 12:49 pm
I really enjoy the tone of the poem it  sounds really sweet and amazing 
 
MichaelaBurdick666 said...
Dec. 12, 2011 at 9:58 am
this is amazing :).
 
SaskiaBlu This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Dec. 11, 2011 at 1:55 pm
I just joined this site and this is the best poem I have read. Your imagery is provocative and unique and bright. You managed to make a poem about death uplifting and beautiful. Bravo.
 
sjohnson said...
Nov. 30, 2011 at 12:16 pm
this is very insightful on your views of death
 
ababuryan said...
Nov. 24, 2011 at 2:35 am
love it! i dont think it's creepy at all, i actually think it's very clever and deep :)
 
Shannah said...
Oct. 28, 2011 at 11:56 pm
I loved it! i thought it was very interesting and true when I die I don't want my bones sitting in the ground rotting. Let them be used!!
 
Lexce Mayberry said...
Oct. 28, 2011 at 11:33 am
I really like this and i have enjoyed reading it
 
Lexie96 said...
Oct. 22, 2011 at 6:44 pm
Creepy, but good; deep. Think any of you could check out some of my work sometime?
 
RandomRanda said...
Oct. 18, 2011 at 9:03 am
its good! i love it! keep writing!
 
heather_marie said...
Oct. 6, 2011 at 10:04 am
i think it's a lil creepy but i like it!
 
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BieberLover16 said...
Sept. 29, 2011 at 9:00 am
that's deep...i love it!!
 
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