Sunday, October 31, 2010

Day eighty-two

My own Eulogy

Save your tears., there will be
none at my grave sight. No talks
of how good of a person I was,
no lies about my character
and how I was the most honest
person you would ever meet.
Just read a poem or two then
break out into laughter as you
retell all the embarrassing
moments I had when I was
alive, like the time that I ran
straight into a parked school
bus. How I had a toilet paper
tail in the porn shop on my
eighteenth birthday. Laugh
and laugh out loud about
the silly stupid things I've
done. Hug each other finally
meet one another. Each of
you has a quality I admire
and respect. Find that feature
in those who sit solemnly
beside you. Death's never
a fun occasion. At my funeral
play one giant game of Catch
Phrase and finally most
important of all, invite a
stranger and in the quietest
moment of the funeral
burst into a flash mob
for ten minutes and resume
the funeral as if nothing
had ever happened.

15:55

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