Saturday, June 30, 2012


(In memory of Lillian/alias Marie)

Who will unravel me
when I have slipped past
 this plane of
into some other realm
possibly more benevolent.

Who will sort out the closets,
drawers, jewelry boxes,
giving away to dumpsters, charities,
and sometime friends

Who will read the poetry, the diaries,
view the boxes of photos, the albums,
a lifetime of stories written down
and committ all to the fire barrel
in the back garden

And who will, after having moved through
this process
with some angst, boredom, frustration,
and possible moments of shame,

know me?

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