I hate when they ask
you to write your own obit.
Sure, get me to do your dirty work,
rub my own nose in it
while I’m at it!
I will answer a different question,
rewrite the game, beat a different drum.
Instead of what I did,
I will enumerate all that I did not,
publish that as a logia of anthos.
My final wish?
To be cremated, then reassembled.
© Carlos Chagall, 2013