Each

Each with expectations that the other will trash them, they stood hand in hand by the bin waiting for the lid to open.
Strange world, strange world, to exit in such a way;
strange world, strange world to exit on such a day.
Each certain of the other's disgust they stood hand in hand with heads hung low not daring to look up.
Strange world, strange world, to exit in such a way;
strange world, strange world to exit on such a day.
Each condemned by their own fears they stood hand in hand with ropes round their necks waiting for the drop.
Strange world, strange world, to exit in such a way;
strange world, strange world to exit on such a day.
Each their own demons pushing them they fell hand in hand into nothing, oblivious of the other falling by their side.
Strange world, strange world, to exit in such a way;
strange world, strange world to exit on such a day

In memoriam

At some time in my death
will the grass grow
over my grave,
untended;
and will the stones fall,
the words washed from them
by ages of rain?
What then the memoriam?