“I’ll put her in the earth myself” (Lasher, Anne Rice)
Were the very lasts words uttered
I never understood why she stopped there
The ghostly beings in attendance were unaware
As were the ethereal souls
Had they known how close they were
I believe it would have mattered
So, I will let you go this last time
Down deep in the dirt
But,as always, I will bring you back
Because you don’t belong there.
Love the eerie mood of this piece. This stanza is especially haunting: So, I will let you go this last time/Down deep in the dirt/But, as always, I will bring you back/Because you don’t belong there.