last will and testament

your mouth is dry
from medication.
your heart races.
you feel dizzy so
you grab a pen
and a piece of paper
and begin to write
your will.
to whom it may concern
you begin.
you scratch that out.
last will and testament
you write in
script at the top.
you ball that up
and start once more.
my will, you write.
to my son, he gets
everything
except for a few
close friends who
get small cash awards
for being lovers
or just friends you
liked to be with,
or talk to. you start
with twenty thousand
dollars to divide up.
one sister gets a
thousand dollars,
you like her a lot,
while another gets
just one dollar. too snarky
and gossipy. once
having made you a
batch of cookies,
but let her daughter
take all the chocolate
morsels out.
your poetry friend
in ohio with nice
legs gets five
hundred, while a woman
in seattle gets
three hundred and fifty, which
could increase at some
point.
your buddy down
the street gets
a hundred dollars,
sometimes he's not real
friendly and he still
has your snow shovel, but
you liked talking sports
with him.
the phone rings, it's
your mother asking how
you are, you put
her down for a thousand.
you dog comes up to
you and sits in your
lap, licking your chin
as you talk on the phone.
you put him down
for a thousand too.