Tag: morbid

When Your Heart Stops

There were no hospital visits for you. No loud sweeping exits, no shrieking machines to tell us that your heart stopped. 

It just did.

Home, surrounded by all of your friends and family, you just left peacefully. 

I would have wished nothing more. 

Except maybe to talk with you one last time about all of the mysteries of the universe.

But that was too much to ask, I guess. 

In the Fridge

There is a dead woman’s food in the fridge, 

And it’s starting to stink.

There’s a dead woman’s food in the fridge,

But no one can bear to get rid of it, 

Either because it is the last part of her,

Or because no one has time.

There is a dead woman’s food in the fridge,

And like her,

It is rotting.