when i am gone (a poem)

when i am gone
do not hang your head
you cannot gloom me to any glorious reward
you cannot shout me onto fire and ice
the time for that is past

when i am gone
you may do this thing for me
you may dispose of the body
it is a computer
     no more
it can no longer be booted
the viruses have it
do not let my last failure
     be an epidemic

but
when i am gone
build me no monument
spend no time on a stone
it is a safe adoration
but a cold one

when i am gone
rise
splash water on your face
eat and drink
let no one challenge this

there is a living one who needs you

   - O Ceallaigh

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