Monday, April 13, 2009

Poem a Day - April 13

April 13, 2009



he poured the urn into the toilet and flushed,
unsure of why he was given the ashes

much of the gray dust floated and needed
a second flush to wash it all down

no words, no prayers, no tears,
a simple flush, then another

he sat the urn on the mantle and poured
himself a whiskey neat, on the rocks



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