Dead Broke

 Have you ever realised you were poor? Not the 'I really want that car' kinda broke but the type that eats dirt to survive, then tries to return soil at the store to pay for heating?

Death comes to us all, but even he has his hand out
I had my revelation the day I realised we were too poor to die
The day dirt overpriced the dignity of the dead, and put a higher price on a rock than it did on a short lifetimes memories.

The day an unmarked grave became a name, and a wildflower said 'we miss you'. The day we chose between rent and burying you, and the month we feasted on grief.