be not mine enemy
but prithee bury me
in an NCP
car park

by thy grace
let me take a space
on the top floor
nearest the door

carefully reverse park
my beautiful casket
woven like a cadillac-shaped basket
chrysanthemums & lilies in the boot
a steering wheel of lavender to toot
bouquets of roses for indicator lights
fragrant circles of orange and white

no need to display
any ticket today
ANPR is pretty fast
they know automatically who’s passed

but if thou shalt require some extra fee
for overstaying one minute of eternity
I prithee – do not wake my dreamless sleep
just dump me on the shopping concourse, level 3