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one last goodbye

he doesn’t look so bad

they did quite the job

what else can you say? 

lying in a casket

ripped out guts

sewn shut lips

covered in makeup

with no soul.

kiss the corpse

hold his hand

say a prayer

bury him

deep in the dirt.

burn me up

when I die

get real high

tell ‘em all 

a list of lies

before you say

one last good-bye.

Published inWeak Ass Poetry

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