graveyard is near,
less than ten miles
...and more than one year ?
Maybe five. Maybe five days.
I was tired
of life a decade ago. A decade
before that, I chose
and planted my grave
almost out of reach
in the furthermost corner
in deep shade.
As a child I loved to visit
old graveyards and ruins.
I built ruins instead of sandcastles
on the beach.
One can be "dead tired"
but not dead.
Can one be "born tired" of life,
a dried date in the desert ?
It certainly isn't self-refreshing.
But nobody "dies of boredom".
One has to make an effort.
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