Evaporate Me
I've thought it over carefully.
Evaporate. That's my choice.
No funeral; no oddly posed corpse
arranged with great care in a wooden frame.
Not burial or cremation.
Just evaporation.
Like I was just a refreshing splash
of summer rain and the sun erased me.
I'll live in your memories.
I promise you'll live in mine.
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