The Mourner

I’ve started attending funerals
of people I barely know
and although I shouldn’t go
I stand at the back
all dressed in black;
eyes fixed firmly
on the casket up front.


Sadly, I lack
any sorrowful thoughts
for the poor rotting corpse
imprisoned inside
but it’s a good place to hide –
no-one questions your tears
when someone has died.

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