ka5s
05-29-2006, 06:15 PM
Tomorrow
How calm you looked;
The truck bed
On which you lay,
A place
From which you
Smiled at the heaven
You had found.
Tomorrow I must remember
How you looked,
As if with your last breath
You could prove
There was not much to fear from dying,
Life not hard to leave behind.
They picked you up:
Limbs stretched to twice
What limbs should do,
Head squashed and flattened
By the stress, they pulled;
What fluids yet moved within that flaccid skin
Rolled off the truck
Before the body bag could catch
What you'd become.
Tomorrow I remember
What your wife would never see,
Closed casket, a kindness,
To keep her free from dreams
I would forget,
If such I could.
Tomorrow,
I must remember.
revised for Memorial Day, 2005
© Cortland Richmond
How calm you looked;
The truck bed
On which you lay,
A place
From which you
Smiled at the heaven
You had found.
Tomorrow I must remember
How you looked,
As if with your last breath
You could prove
There was not much to fear from dying,
Life not hard to leave behind.
They picked you up:
Limbs stretched to twice
What limbs should do,
Head squashed and flattened
By the stress, they pulled;
What fluids yet moved within that flaccid skin
Rolled off the truck
Before the body bag could catch
What you'd become.
Tomorrow I remember
What your wife would never see,
Closed casket, a kindness,
To keep her free from dreams
I would forget,
If such I could.
Tomorrow,
I must remember.
revised for Memorial Day, 2005
© Cortland Richmond