last thoughts on the last night of the year about last things after I’m gone
will anyone scour my devices, drives and clouds discovering convoluted stories, half-assed poems and sparse excuses for books as well as angsty ramblings certain to be confusing to some and offensive to others
will people still watch Law & Order SUV saying haven’t we seen this beforeonly to realize the answer is “sort of,“but, hey, there are new cast members so it changes the story, “sort of”
will anyone remember one-eight-oh-one-ohmy childhood home with memoriespeacefully soul-warming and fearfully terrorizingdepending how and when you tell the story, but always home, my home
who will continue to make corny jokes about the Mariners winning a World Series,hell just getting there might help generationsof Northwesternersget a little of that long sought after rest on the other side
who will sustainmy grudges, petty though they may be, and the listof those, who according to my standards,have forfeited any substantive right to grace in this world or the next
who will find the shoes, still in the box, on the upper shelfin my bedroom closet and will they know that such stockpiling is a direct link from me to my Dad
will “my” saved money fund the disposal of my (precious) remains or will Connie finally take the kids and grandkids on that trip to Disneylandall because I never took the trips that I long dreamed of and (only) planned for