Open Casket Viewing

Open Casket Viewing

Approximately four days before I died
I called your house
to remind you
   of my funeral.
But you were not home.
And so I crawled off
   into the woods
     to die alone,
   without social gathering
      and without  open casket viewing.
And the moment after
   I breathed my last breath
    as I began to drift from consciousness
I heard your voice
in the distance
    calling for me.
But it was too late.
    For I had already perished
       into the depths of my own denial-
the denial that you cared for me.
And now I am dead
     and I can still
       hear you calling for me...

12-16-1998

( deep down in the abyssal waters of the Descent….From Volume 6 Linguistic Trickster)