Is it as bad and no worse than any of that?
The knowledge of it is forlorn, foreknown –
that your gestures indicate directions that your
heirs will not be able or willing to follow.
Make, of the simple, nothing too complex
if you fancy you’d like to occupy more than
an intermittent existence in others’ thoughts
beyond this – your initial, fleshy life.
OK, you won’t really die. You’ll have your death faked.
They won’t know when to weep, when to laugh, so be sure
to have the dummy laid out before them.
And yes, there will be time to revise and revise,
unveil a new method of pagination, plan
where you’d like to have the ashes scattered,
and expire once more to be taken up again.
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