The Eulogist

She died She’s dead, He lives instead. Of her he must not lose the thread. Of either one to take breaths still, he is the last to live but will he? Time’s a bastard Love a crime committed on it’s hill. He climbed, but what is payment gained attaining summit? Nothing left there is it. Alone he lives awaiting sentence Sentences his chosen penance Meant to make more sense of dying Categorizing Classifying Attendees get to hear his lines and know that going clears their minds while never clearly getting shown how theirs is clear His mind a stone now The eulogist the one left breathing after seeing loved one leaving A word A sentence Point of pity Paint a picture for committee He arrives alive on time he recites lines he wrote so finely Gets to section meaning most and takes a beat to lean on post To finish now To finish here her life allowed would start to blur Her time on earth too important for him to complete and have it dim Folks a minute Just a bit then he steps out into the heat When leaving lot he spins up gravel Heading South the miles unravel Kelly he thinks ‘member when we said we’d get to Georgia then we’d find a cabin Spend some time and climb for days and see some sights? The eulogist the one left seeing after bearing loved one’s grieving A life A dance A road A day Way to hold and see her stay Rising now As something stirs Choice to keep the voice of her You still with me, Kell? Let’s go do some living