A funeral today?
Will going to a funeral make me cry
and stop personal time slipping by
as I eye precious hours sliced between
the invitation my phone and my screen
armed with google maps and cogent texts
to find an incinerator encased in brick
on a piece of real estate edged in birch
it came in color on cemetery search
get to hug people I know and don’t know
boring souls trapped in my time zone
(I’d much rather be stroking their pets
furry animals can’t be felt on the net)
on auto-pilot carving the Ups and Downs
swerving to avoid a child in childhood towns
asked to provide comfort to the grieving
when I’ve just got mainline streaming?
Let them gather to kiss each other
prove they’re happy to be almost together
don’t funerals prove they’ve survived
know how to live, get high?
They’ll criticize me over eats and drink
absent themselves through miming and lip-synch
No, I’m going to refuse a funeral today
got a date with my mind on i-play
the web’s hall of mirrors has enough horrors
if and when I want to open sorrow