Laid out on my couch
Mouth open, drool on the cushions
A dress rehearsal for my casket
Skip the shiny silk, the ruching
Stick with the easy clean microfiber
Carry me to the grave
On perfectly indented cushions
A comfortable pad for the moles
Who’ll take up residence in my skull
Hanging curtains from my ribs
Or skip it all, burn me to ash
Arrange my family in a circle
Play a game of pass the parcel
The winner will take me to the desert
Lay beneath the Milky Way
Contemplate the universe
I never made time to see
Instruct them to close their eyes
Toss me into the breeze
(Downwind, of course)
After my dust settles
I’ll lay at rest in a cactus flower
Catch a ride with the next bat
Who can return me to the stars
About the Creator
Sean A.
A happy guy that tends to write a little cynically. Just my way of dealing with the world outside my joyous little bubble.
Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts4 days ago in Longevity
Comments (9)
"A dress rehearsal for my casket." Great line and a haunting analogy.
I had to read this twice 😊
Well expressed, Shaun. I particularly liked the closing lines.
Both funny and very dark...you've married both moods....and that is dark humour.
“Contemplate the universe I never made time to see” I love that line! Well done! Witty and poetic!
Darkly funny and deeply poetic — this one really lingers. That “dress rehearsal for my casket” line hit hard, and the ending is strangely beautiful. A cosmic farewell with a wink. Brilliant work, Shaun.
Hanging curtains from my ribs, I especially loved that!
Quite the game of pass the parcel that would make! Vividly and richly rendered, Shaun. The last few lines made for a peaceful close
A witty take on our body’s journey after death. 😃 I want to be buried in a budget cardboard casket. Why waste money on something I’ve finished with? Or, better yet, donate it to Science. I plan on being outta here, dancing in Heaven.🤩✅💖