Poems (Millay)/Burial

by Edna St. Vincent Millay

Burial

Mine is a body that should die at sea!
 And have for a grave, instead of a grave
Six feet deep and the length of me,
 All the water that is under the wave!

And terrible fishes to seize my flesh,
 Such as a living man might fear,
And eat me while I am firm and fresh,—
 Not wait till I've been dead for a year