I don't go to Funerals
Please don't come to mine and I won't go to yours
You see
I don't go to Funerals
to stand around like lemons
in heavy dark suits and old fashioned hats,
to sing a few tinny hymns before being
ushered out of the Crematorium because of the clock
to sit and eat stale bread.
to sit and eat stale bread.
I don't go to Funerals
because I think that it is so unfair to have to die
without knowing what it was like to live.
No matter what age
you take your regret to the grave.
There's Ron 'claddu pawb' who like a vampire
renews and reforms after another's demise.
I am so surrounded by death that when it actually happens
it is a shock that life goes on unchecked.
We continue to eat, shit and make small talk
there's shopping to be done.
I don't go to Funerals because life is like a living death
but if your soul, hovering above the coffin, sees me there,
and tries to reach out for one last goodbye,
and tries to reach out for one last goodbye,
it's not me
because
I don't go to Funerals.
*claddu pawb:buries all
*claddu pawb:buries all
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