If you love me,
promise to me that you will hold my bones,
tuck my soul into a box and send it away with your thoughts.

If you love me,
wrap my tenacious spirit around you
when the sun resigns and the rain pours heavy.

If you love me,
whisper to the trees of how selfish and ungrateful and sad I was,
praise me for being truthfully human.

And If you love me,
you will erase the miles of self revulsion from your genes and
*let me carry your misery with me when I go.