A cold room to a view

I came to view -
unperturbed by shapes incarcerated by
plastic wrappers
bearing camouflages of
earthly powders and cream
to lessen the deathly silence of death;

I came to view your lifeless body
that once embraced and ravished mine:
I came with my heart in my hand to say good-bye

oh how I envy your endless slumber.



(My very first visit to a mortuary to view the corpse of the father of my children-July 2009)


ronel mccarthy