Apr 2015
Funerals
What a tedious business, truly!
To be put on display, to let the world see
My battered face caked in blotches of white paint
“She’s beautiful”
They say, tears rolling down their faces
But just enough not to smear the meticulous liners
They spent the last hour adjusting
“I knew her. She was nice,” they say,
Thought they meant every word of it
And so the day goes
Goodbyes are said, picked out like cards from the dollar store
“I will always remember her”
Words said and forgotten on the same day
Funerals
What a tedious business, indeed!
Only another excuse for the living to party
What a tedious business, truly!
To be put on display, to let the world see
My battered face caked in blotches of white paint
“She’s beautiful”
They say, tears rolling down their faces
But just enough not to smear the meticulous liners
They spent the last hour adjusting
“I knew her. She was nice,” they say,
Thought they meant every word of it
And so the day goes
Goodbyes are said, picked out like cards from the dollar store
“I will always remember her”
Words said and forgotten on the same day
Funerals
What a tedious business, indeed!
Only another excuse for the living to party
Someone I knew recently passed away and lots of people posting messages about them. It got me thinking: how many people actually knew her well though to mean what they say, and how many just said that because it was appropriate?
