Handsome Grandsons

Wellington Arts Zine

The Trowel – Cameron Hockly

Posted by handsomegrandsons on July 21, 2008

The Trowel

The man who drove the hearse
later stood at the grave side.
He held a box of dirt and a trowel.
I wanted the trowel to be heavy
when I lifted it out of the box, heavy with dirt
as if it was the last possible thought of you
which I was picking up, casting onto your casket.
The thud ringing like no thought
I ever have had of you while alive.


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