“Organ Donor’s* Lament”


(August 16, 2018)

one fear – my “red” heart

will be sold while still it beats

a poe movie lurks

 

*(At my last renewal, I found rather disquieting the hologramic representations of my visage on the new Florida plastic, and talked myself into both a Donor’s red heart and a green Veteran’s appellation on said card.¬† Now I must wake in fear always there will be no boy charged with sewing my carcass into its canvass shroud for at-sea burial with the final stitch of the awl going through the nose – and both nostrils – to prove the intended needs interring. But morbidity and I are old pals.)

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