Yorick's Skull

by G. Jack Urso

 

i looked inside Yorick's skull

and saw a face i knew quite well

empty eyes were all i could find

looking for god and the divine

 

Yorick's skull is a skeletal tome

that speaks in a silent, obsidian tone

once a lover who lived and laughed

now faded affections and photographs

a life once of flesh, now one of bone

murmuring memories carelessly thrown

my thoughts are on fire and my life burns

like a cold, hard wind on a bitter sojourn

descends from the heavens and howls to return
 

so, when i die you'll tell quite well

I've a mind quite like Yorick's skull

Copyright 1995

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