A buddy of mine recently got his first tattoo. He's a reader and he wanted to get "So it goes." in type font, which is a short quote from Kurt Vonnegut's Slaughterhouse Five. I'm not much of a reader and haven't read that book, but I was interested in the meaning behind the quote. A quick interweb search pointed out that this was a reoccurring line that appeared multiple times throughout the book, after someone dies.
I know! Pretty heavy stuff. Death always seems to get me thinking and another buddy of mine recently inspired to get me writing. This alignment of events led me writing my first poem about death in the days leading up to this tattoo. Many of us have various thoughts about death and what might come after. This poem ended up being a few streaming thoughts tied together with rhymes that closely captures a few of my beliefs.
Tags tied to taxidermied toes.
of attachment to a spirit's vessel
in physical form to roam the earth.
Living being, awake 'fore birth.
The burning question.
Write new chapters.
Left the body.
Pause for reflection.
Speak the truth with no redaction.
Life's too short to highlight with black pen.
A drop in the bucket.
With any luck it
transcends the graves.
If not, fuck it!
Love and play!
Don't get stuck with
to re-solve things you cannot change.
This too shall pass.
Forget your woes.
Life doesn't last.
And so it goes.
Thanks for reading.