DEATH
I’m not ready to rejoin humankind
I keep in touch on this blog obliquely
Wrought words from a drunken mind
Rendered honestly albeit bleakly
I admit under scientific law
And the force of reality’s duress
That my wife does not exist anymore
No memory no dreams no awareness
Disappeared into the darkness of death
The same as if she had never been born
Back to oblivion with her last breath
And for me a hell that darkens each dawn
Well, you’re right about many things, but wrong about that, my friend. She exists certainly, and sublimely, yet if I know her at all, she is very hurt that you would write her off so soon. And hurt that you would listen to so few of her words. 😉
I accept your admonishment and pray that you are right. The above was written amid deep depression and under the 80-proof tutelage of Prof. Jack Daniel.
Yet, it was superb verse!