the remains of me (reworked)

the remains of me
have been scattered
here and there
torn to shreds by enemies
the rest died with a lover
i scattered out like stars
the vast prairie hills
still show my scars
scattered like glass
from a car crash
i pass through the area
like the way
wind blows trash
no fence can hold me
no landfill
i am even on the highways
like roadkill

i remain
with the burial grounds
no scafolds
like the day of old
a time when flesh
rotted away
in the clean light of day
now we must be hidden
like a deep secret
churches hush
gods judge
only the bones still keep it
in these days of archeology
no one
will pick my bones clean
no formaldehyde
no mortuary

i will live in the marrow
in what remains
i will lie down
with ancient bones
and listen to the seasons
and be a brother to the stones
it is here
here will i remain
with those
that will share the grave
and what is left of me
my family
will divide up equally
inside a niece's eyes
or a brother
who shares the same
talented side
so to the maggots
i will go
then the grass
and maybe an antelope
after all
i am just coyote food
but that in itself
is still pretty good