tell me how you really feel

as you lie

there

in your white fluffy coffin,

costing a pretty

penny,

the lid

open,

listening attentively

to the eulogy

of loved ones,

full of praise,

that's not

what you want to hear.

what you really

want to hear

is what they say

on the drive home,

or the next day,

out of ear shot from

the family,

and the grave.

that's when you'll truly

know how they felt

about you.