Coping

My dearest brother is dead . So I take to my bed . Remembering all the things that he said . Taking drugs to clear my head .My mommy dearest is dead . So I try and plan ahead . Forgetting all the gross things she said . Taking steps to keep my kids fed . My sister in law is dead . So I think about the life they both led , her and my brother , codependent on each other . My ex husband is dead. So I laugh in my head . Won't console his so called widow . Taking a moment to dig up old cat red . My dearest people we all end up dead . So don't let it fill you with dred , or fuck with your head . Recall all the aspersions even if unsaid . After all we are all the same in the warm arms of death .