Justin's Obituary
Piph
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The first time I touched a dead body it was still warm And I understood pretty words don't plan funerals Phonetic phrases don't hold hands Hospital walls are sturdy enough to swallow cries And punches Leave us with bruised knuckles and broken hearts My brother lay across a stretcher Like a loaf of bread and we stood Around him a twisted episode Of the last supper My sister kissed him goodbye His dad beat on his chest That mimicked their last chance at CPR My brother lost his life When he was 19 years old We buried him in silence Didn't raise much hell But his dad has cried every night since Managed to write letters On the rims of beer cans The yard is littered in rough drafts Mom spends most of her days In haze. A maze Lost Somewhere between facebook rants And stirring pots of nothing The first time I touched a dead body he still had dirt in his hair his cut, still bleeding Hands shredded by gravel He was alive an hour before I memorized all the facial features of too late My tears welled up In right angles where a face met asphalt They say losing your voice is like when you're having a nightmare Your screams are carried away in the wind That night a terror I wasn't allowed to wake up from That was the first time it hurt to stay silent My stomach was a figure eight knot I thought maybe I could write a PSA about not driving drunk About wearing good gear while riding About slowing down Or speeding up Or dark back roads But I settled on the first time I stared an obituary in his face We cut off three dreads in hopes of keeping him in our memories Broke bread... some could say But we made sure to take from the back of his head because we didn't want God to forget his face The first time I touched a dead body Was the first time I touched mortality Was the first time I realized people you know can die before you find the courage to tell them you care That you can touch What's left of a spirit That letting go is tangible and intangible They whispered a riot over my brothers bones And I don't know if there are enough letters for me to tell you about the last time I held his hand Smooth and honest and real The last time I touched a dead body I stuffed a snickers bar in his right pocket And left a letter in his ear
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