Absolutely Preposterous

So, I walked into my bedroom and got
punched in the stomach when I realized
that you weren’t really there, on the bed
conspicuously eyeballing me and taking up
as much space as you possibly could; it was a
feline ability at which you eclipsed all others
and after fifteen years by my side, it’ll take
more than a couple weeks to get used
to the idea of never seeing you again;
except in the plastic- wrapped, plain
cardboard box with the yellow sticker
so starkly dominating in its finality and
reminding me how ridiculous it is
that you, of everyone, have been reduced to
the same residue that the rest of us
mere mortals will someday be reduced to.

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Comments

  • Oncemore
    Oncemoreover 4 years ago

    Whoa. This is stark….and sad. Been there, and have the cremation boxes here also.

  • QuietMan
    QuietManover 4 years ago

    Thanks, V.

  • Brian Donohue
    Brian Donohueover 4 years ago

    This is an outstanding piece of verse, which accomplishes one of the more challenging objects of every poet: how to be moving without sentimentality. I’m featuring it now at <a href="http://dailyrevolution.net/?page_id=633">my poetry page</a>.

  • Thank you very much, Brian.

    – QuietMan

  • murderegina
    murdereginaover 4 years ago

    This is very good.

  • Thanks.

    – QuietMan

  • Chris G. Vaillancourt
    Chris G. Vaill...over 3 years ago

    awesome write

  • Thank you!

    – QuietMan

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