Gimmie a Shovel
I don’t believe my life will end.
There’s a new life around the bend.
When i have reached that rusty gate
i know my body cannot wait.
     But, that is a small part of me
     where whatever will be will be.
     Maybe i am transcendental
     where death is not fundamental.
I don’t believe heaven or hell
has served anyone very well
and i will bury this fable
in the bullshit in the stable.
     This old body is eighty-nine
     but nothing else is in decline.

       Walt Abbott–11-16-08