What was going through his mind ?


Monologue of a Dead Man

Well...
It seemed like a good idea at the time
But now...seeing that...
Hell...I don't even recognize myself !

Who knew that skull could fly that far ?
Wonder what I would have done without my trusty huntin`rifle...

I just wanted peace...
I couldn't bare to be a burden
You know what I mean ?
Sixty five...and what was I gonna do with the rest of my life ?
It's not like I had big plans...
Not like there was a burning flame keeping my heart going...

The only thing I ever did right in my life...
Was my daughter...
Please don't let her see me like this
It would break her heart

I want her to remember me the way I was before

So...
What happens next ?
Silly question I suppose...

You don't even know that I'm still here
But ahhh...if I could ask for one thing...
Just be careful where you're stepping
I mean...I know that it's no use now...
What's done is done
But yea...those small chunks that ya see...
They were part of me...and once...
My brain actually worked !

Funny...
I've killed lots of deer and small animals
It was my life...you know...
Grew up huntin' and fishin'
Never really thought about what the animals might have gone through...
Or if they suffered...tried to make it quick

Knew these woods like the back of my hand...
Surprised you guys found me so quickly
Sorry about scaring the crap out of those two young fellas
I don't think I've ever seen anyone run quite that fast

So...how do you get me out of here ?
Rather...how do you get "that" outa here ?
I guess it's good that the flies hadn't had too much chance
To do their work...
I dunno tho...maybe it would have been better if my bones
Had been picked clean...
Speaking of which...
Has anyone seen my eyes ??

Who will tell my daughter ...
Please tell her no open caskett...
Just burn me...I`m likely going to hell anyway I figure...

It took me quite awhile to work up the courage to umm...do it
Smoked my last pack of smokes
Knocked back a mickey of the good stuff...
Then...more or less just talked myself into it...
Ya know ?
Told myself it was the right thing to do
So I wouldn`t be a burden...
Was pretty damn certain I had cancer anyway
Didn`t want to go through all that...
Wanted to leave...on my terms

Well...It seemed like a good idea at the time...

Dee Daffodil (HW) 14 May, 2009



Poetry by Dee Daffodil
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Written on 2009-05-14 at 21:48

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Mark J. Wood
This lone daffodil stands out in a dark forest. So different from many that I read. I have difficulty putting into words what I feel about other people's poems but be assured that this hit the mark.

Mark.
2009-05-21


ngaio Beck
You know the narration is very good, for an individual suffering an incurable illness and the burden of physical pain with the subsequent inglorious end. Believable! I wish someone,maybe you, could do one where the motivation is different,such as failure in battle,business or love. I wonder how that would "play" out?
2009-05-15



heh. dead men can be funny sometimes :)
and if these are his thoughts, it seems he's doing pretty ok after all ;)

anyway, I enjoyed the read. I liked the humor and the tragedy going hand in hand.
2009-05-14