modern grief is rubbish
If I get knifecrimed,
Think only this of me:
I dont want a Facebook group
Set up in my memory.
Send all your platitudes,
empty or otherwise,
to me in a letter,
while I am still alive,
So I can reflect contentedly,
On how you’ll always remember me,
and how fully I have lived my life to date,
etc. etc.
And If I get credit crunched to death,
dont send your love to my family by SMS,
come to the funeral,
for some old fashioned grief.
And as they lower my body
Into a very real grave,
Say a little goodbye
in your best black suit and tie.
Comments
Knifecrimed is the best verb I’ve seen today.
This made me chuckle and grin. And nod a bit.
hehe thanks for the kind comments Yasemin! i hope it catches on one day!
A quality piece of writing, love the contempary feel of it.
M
Thank you!
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Yes…
thanks Lisadee!
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this is adorable – sheeeeeesk how scary is the concept of a broad-band funeral
pretty scary, but better than a dial-up one i suppose! thanks ellajayerose!
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love knifecrimed too…great word…great sentiments
great writing dynamo, lighthearted almost whilst at the same time interesting and meaningfull
i agree with beast i love the contrast between death and the comic look at facebook groups n stuff..totally agree..all the new technology meant for communication just makes us more distant from one another than ever ironically