Her Burial

-Her Burial -
by Keaton Foster



She
The one
The only
My love
Is dead
Deceased
Rotting meat
Devoid of a soul
Removed from her role
She took one to the head
Fired in anger
She was always
Mad at herself
I’ll miss her
Not her drama
She was a monster
But quite frankly
So the hell am I
We were a match
Two perfectly
Fucked up people
Surviving life
At least for a time
I got the call
I was gone
Out of town
Far away
Her father said
She’s dead
My child
Your wife
The love of our life
She blew her head off
There is nothing left
At least nothing
To make sense of
He added
Come home
And say goodbye
Place her in the ground
I won’t be able to attend
A father should never
Under any circumstance
Bury one of his children
I assured him that I could
Quickly I made my way
Back from that place
I arranged it all
Leaving no detail aside
Her burial
A perfect send off
The priest said
Here she lays
One of God’s lost
Now so easily found
She died as she lived
Now with him
She will find rest
Feel no sorrow
Not an ounce
For those of you who remain
The ones she left behind
The ones meant to live
Long after her demise
Will somehow be fine
The priest further added
A hearty Amen
Her distracted brother
And I
The only two who came
Easily shared in the lie
After all had gone
And I was all alone
I threw in some dirt
And added this
From this world
You have chosen to depart
A bullet to the brain
What a terrible way
What a mess you made
I will forgive you
Because I am like you
I know how you suffered
Because of course I still do
I am stronger at this time
Even though you are gone
Even though you left me
Rest in peace
Whatever the hell that means…


Her Burial
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2014.