Good Bye's

All day at the funeral i did not cry. Not one salty single tear. Out of all the people there at the funeral i should of been the person shedding the most tears, hanging on to the casket refusing to let go......but i wasn't. I felt as if i were a stranger at my own mother's funeral. Including her life.

Death Of My Creator

Maman died today. Or yesterday maybe. I don't know. I got a telegram today from the home.
"Mother deceased. Funeral tomorrow. Faithfully yours". That doesn't mean anything. Maybe it was yesterday.
I know i should be devastated and lonely and mostly depressed but the truth is that's life, you live....to die.