“two white horses in a line” ncarry me to my burial ground nnSome need diamonds. nSome need talk and fireworks. nSome need cars.nSome need ....nSome need jagged glass to line their clothes. nAll I need is, all I need is... nn“have you ever heard a coffin sound” nhit with ground or… nhappen upon an end nin your neck of the everything… nnstill the morning hour holds gold in its mouth. nyou can feel it stinging down nthe hollowed arrows of your arm… nnglad dogs of the grave, nsat soft on the hard lip of your bed. nnsome may say this might be your last farewell ride