Afterglow
a poem by Helen Lowrie Marshall (1958, "Close to the Heart")
I’d like the memory of me
to be a happy one.
I’d like to leave an afterglow
of smiles when life is done.
I’d like to leave an echo
whispering softly down the ways,
Of happy times and laughing times
and bright and sunny days.
I’d like the tears of those who grieve,
to dry before the sun
of happy memories
that I leave when life is done
take me
to the fucking woods
kill me out there
no one will hear
no one will care
let the deer devour my rotting flesh
fuck my body
degrade me
i am worthless
apathetic fucking fertilizer
consumer garbage
i am a slave
i am worthless
Grind project Regional Justice Center follows an acclaimed debut with another furious blastbeat-driven missive against the US prison system. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 16, 2021