Dear William

Dear William

A Poem by Jesse Torres II

Words from the passed.

As I lay dead, I wonder what to say.  I wonder what to do.
Something fancy? I guess,
something interesting and profound?
But perhaps dead is enough, the final enough.

As I lay here dead, rotting and stinking, most unagreeable,
I find I quite like it.
Only, I wish I had been less agreeable, more smelly and rotten when I had a lot to say.  

As I lay dead, I know nothing of circles of truth or oneness of all.  I have no judgments of vices or virtue,
I enjoyed them both, just wish I'd had more vice, without the hangover.

As I lay dead, I know nothing is resolved

© 2013 Jesse Torres II

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Jesse Torres II
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Added on January 4, 2013
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Tags: Death, dead, Shakespeare, Faulkner, life, enough, depression, finality


Jesse Torres II
Jesse Torres II

Kent, WA

I'm a Karate Teacher, Former Marine Officer, graduate of Univiersity of Washington with a BA in Liberal Studies, father and husband. Running a karate school for twelve years, at which I take a holist.. more..