Funeral Pyre

Dad’s face down in the roses.

The smell’s getting worse as he decomposes.

Stop watching replays of John McEnroe vs Bjorn Borg.

Someone please, call the morgue.

The neighbors are beginning to stare

And they’re definitely aware of the stink in the air.

Never mind, I’m loading the truck with him and the gas can.

Driving to the Mojave desert to give him a funeral pyre in the sand.

Look to the heavens and petition for mercy on this kind hearted man.

M.T.B.