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will you think of me

when I am quite thoroughly dead

and will you recall

with such fervent grave fondness

my heart, hands, hips and head

though it is certainly quite doubtful

that I will care

after all once again just recall

that I shall be indeed quite dead

and so very far removed from any

even small form of despair

lifted ever more beyond the fragile veil

but still

where here in the here and now

I am compelled to ask

will you think of me

once deeply regretful

but only now in a rather forgettable

way

I turn every which way and truthfully

confess all when I say

well perhaps indeed you shall

but it really won't matter

for in my miss mastered maturity

I have at last grown to accept

that death itself is but a passage and

buffer between this life being lived

and the death and breath of the spirit

at peace

so do I care if you shall think of me

when I am dead

yes

but not nearly so much now

its more so just a passing fancy

dutifully addressed.............

(Feb. 17, 1999)