Funeral for a Friend

A cool crisp morning
Is a good beginning
To a brand new life
You've been flailing
All ghoulish night long
Against the soundless
Sateen casket sides

The funeral procession
Plunged you unheeding
Into the ravenous dark
Of soil sodden night
It shuffles away with
Your cut of daylight

Your friends live on
Clutching a dim grief
Dwindling under the sun
Returning to the relief
Of routine.