To Disappear
I appeared here a while ago,
I had no say on the arrangement made,
yet rules say you're not allowed to disappear
until cancer or some other ticket allows you to fade.
personally I take offense to that,
it seems I'm a slave to the fates,
yet once I'm a ghost I can disappear at will,
but first I must pass through the pearly gates.
Who keeps track of this mess?
I watch logs disappear in my fireplace,
no trouble, no threats of Hell,
To disappear as a log goes rather well.
poem by Richard Jarboe
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