this will be the time of my life

i summon as i near death

beautiful with

the simplicity of a crisp t-shirt

sliding over my willing breasts

.

the happiest days

to be carried with me

when angels

call me home to rest

.

the bourbon queen

shall die content

surrounded

by the love she has given

.

there is a limit to the penance

one can pay

for a sin someone else

carved recklessly

lover’s initials and pierced hearts

into pomegranate tree flesh

.

bury me beside the little white chapel

in Sardis, Kentucky

next to my daddy

.

it will be the first time

his bones

will make

for good company

.

.