Deaths Mock

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Is death really so serious? or is it one big mockery of the living?

You know what's funny? 
One minute you're talking and smiling, hell you're even laughing
Then the next minute you're cold and six feet under the ground
Just hanging out with the worms and wondering how long it's going to take for the stitches holding your mouth shut to rot away so your mouth hangs open and you look like you're laughing
I mean, that's what I wondered

There is no feeling for you when you're dead
Time just comes and goes, eventually you lose track
But then again there is no point to time when you dont need it anymore
"Oh no, Im going to be late!" is something you don't say after you retire...or die, whichever comes first 
So, in a way you can say that death does indeed have its advantages

I kinda like it here though, wherever I am
Unfortunately the price was painful to come here
More painful than how expensive that beautiful and luxurious vacation that you always wanted happens to be 
But don't worry, you wont need to spend the extra money for a decent room here, that's free with compliments of the creator 
Im sure you will find your stay quite refreshing and relaxing

I should tell you that you may have some..."Last minute regrets" as I like to call them
Basically it's just a long list of things you wish you would have done before you came here
Kinda like when you're cooking and you really need an ingredient so you stop what you're doing and you make a run to the store
Sadly you forgot to turn off the stove before you left so now your food is burned to a crisp when you return 
Speaking of food, we dont have to eat so there's another advantage to being expired 

Now that I've told you a little bit of the fragments to know about being dead, I have a question
Do you want to be my friend? 
It gets lonely here, people come and go and vanish but you haven't yet 
It's been so long since I've had a friend
I think my other self may be mocking me at this point, if the stitches rotted out...actually, I still dont know how long that takes so who knows? 


Submitted: November 07, 2014

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