Empty Casket

I’ve stared at my casket

I’ve stared at what you don’t want

I’ve stared at my doubts

I’ve stared at what you ignored

I’ve stared at my beliefs

I’ve stared at what you throw away

I’ve stared at my reflection

I’ve stared at what you don’t do

I’ve stared at my fears

I’ve stared at what you don’t want

I’ve stared at my existence

I’ve stared at the thought of not being here

9 Comments

    1. I mean, not my own mirror necessarily but I see in my mind a person looking into a mirror, looking into their own eyes and seeing reflected there a lifetime of love and loss and mistakes and triumphs. Of futures that could have been. Crossroads. Missed turns. Life.

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  1. I’ve ignored the stare
    of a casket
    that is always there
    Best get cremated
    … if you dare.
    My casket,
    from the back hearse
    says, “Do your worst.
    Dust or Ashes . . .
    I really don’t care!”
    ~ David R.

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