Sailing with Cargo

It isn’t such a good thing

After all

To sail with cargo.

Montage and albums

Of moments

Moments

And moments.

Wrapped within brittle pages of Lust for Life

Enfolded in layers of a red wedding drape

Soaked in the last letters from Mejdadu

Saved in a pair of pink hospital wristbands.

One mine. One tiny.

“Jumelia - baby girl - 6.252 lbs - 15 January 2007”.

But it isn’t such a good thing

After all

To keep sailing with so much of cargo

Often space permits not,

Often time and travels,

Often life.

I will therefore

Put ‘em all in my gilded casket

And leave it behind at shore

With you, my friend. 

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At the end of road

Remember to open my casket

Gently

To let the zephyr of memories

Blow over my final cerement