Breaking my habit will keep me from falling asleep, so O grave, make sure your headrest is not too low.

Here, the poet treats the grave not with dread, but with an endearing, almost playful fastidiousness about his sleeping habits. He talks to his future resting place as if it were a hotel room, warning the grave that he won't be able to sleep if the earthen pillow is too low. Beneath this witty touch lies a poignant truth about human nature—how deeply we remain tied to our earthly comforts and familiar routines, even at the brink of eternity.