Cut up into pieces of useful and useless parts and distributed where I'm needed most
To serve the world one final time
When I die I don't want a coffin Or to be dressed up and posed as if I am sleeping For we all know I am not sleeping
I do not want to be burned Or preserved by chemicals that only delay the inevitable
I want to be a part of nature's cycle To be eaten by my arthropod friends and torn apart by wild things and scavengers To assist proudly in medicine, science, and nutrition for all the world's species
When I die Do not bury my body For I no longer inhabit it
Cast that rotting sack of flesh aside and use it for good
When I die do not mourn me Do not say "rest in peace" for I am not resting Do not say "gone but not forgotten" For I am not gone, and will soon be forgotten here
When I die Celebrate all of the memories The good and the bad Tell all my secrets Read all my poems and letters Perhaps you will finally understand me
I've always found funerals and cemetaries beautiful, but a bit silly. After all, we all have the same fate: the beautiful process of decomposition