I read in the New York Times Book Review that some funeral homes offer a service where they take your cremated remains and compress them into diamonds.
They told me
that they will take my dust
the ash of my bone
the undifferentiated
gray--
wisp of flakes
and compress them
into diamonds.
I will ride
on someone's index finger
or perhaps
pierced into
my nephew's nose...
I will be all what I wasn't
hard, crystalline
angles
cold and brilliant
with the icy
charm of a sociopath--
something to look
forward to
when I am old
I am told....
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Reviewed by Jennifer Butler (Reader)
Reviewed on February 26, 2006
"I will be all what I wasn't" ~ makes me laugh at the thought. Very cute.
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