Do not bother to mourn.
Just to warn,
I wouldn't be able to.
I was residue.
Left behind long ago of the person I never knew.
I don't want a casket.
I don't need to be remembered.
Don't bury me in the ground,
Don't burn my bones.
Just throw me in the woods.
Let my body be scattered,
and governed
by nature,
not man.
Let me be free,
in mind
and spirit.
I don't need to be lined with gold
or food
or momentos.
I want to forget the past and move on.