calls
to sell me a low cost burial
plan.
i ask him, what he knows.
and how
he came across the information
of my early demise.
he says nothing to this.
he's in Delhi.
i can hear
the hundreds of young men
selling
beside him.
chattering in Hindi.
what does the plan include,
i ask him.
i'd like a gold coffin,
maybe a pyramid too, sort
of like
king tut.
he tells me the price for that
plan, but
it isn't in my budget.
what about a parade, i query.
again, too expensive.
how about a cardboard box,
then
and some small roman candles
lit off when they
throw the dirt over me.
he says.
that can be arranged.
i give him my credit card info
and he signs me up.
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