When my alarm goes off
I wake up singing: Some day
I’m going to murder the bugler,
one day you are going to find him dead—
I’m too tired to get up anymore
when I find my body has vanished.
My church friends tell me I do the
Lord’s work helping folks solve problems.
But what about me—what do I want
for myself since my one and only
life has come to an end? I invite the
spirit of my wife to come with me
to a utopian nirvana that returns us
to the aquatic world we came from—
and spend our time swimming with
friendly barracudas and loving octopuses
in and around the everlasting beauty of
fluorescing corals, enchanted by our now
sustained contentment.