Do Not Resuscitate
You will want to, but don’t.
Guilt is a gritted stone caught
in a sieve along with life’s leftovers—
I can drag it all behind me.
Open the just-in-case Word
doc so you know what I want.
Delete my Facebook page,
my Twitter account.
Plant geraniums and sunflowers
and tulips wherever you live,
a begonia or rose bush if you have
room and need something to tend.
Burn all of the notebooks—listen
to the songs on my birthday playlist.
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