Grave Misgivings

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…the dead were settling in under their mud roof and something was shuffling overhead.

Old men, knocking. Ready to let the dead take them in. Life’s gotten under their skin. In dismay, the chanting begins.

We’re tired of working and living, dealing with women who don’t understand a thing.

We have jobs, homes and cars; she wants to go clubbin’, loungin’ in jazz and cigar bars. Date nights at fancy restaurants. Long walks on the pier. Oh, Dear —

We prefer to see our mates, watch the news, a game or two, hang out in easy chairs and drink a few beers.”

A doctor, plumber, firefighter, trucker, architect, labourer, mechanic, carpenter, courier, electrician. All clamouring to get in. Then they hear a message from the dead…