Three Shots for a Great Afterlife

I get three shots
on an afterlife
when I come back
as a living thing,
I've decided,

but only if this world
gets better
and not worse.

I choose an assortment.
I choose mythical
and nonmythical.

First, I'll be a Marahute
and save those who save me,
or an albatross who sails
the sky with unfathomable care.

Second time around,
I will be a Secretary Bird.
She stomps around
like it's no one's business,
and she tramples over dinner
al dente.

Third time and last chance,
I will obviously be a mermaid
with everything perfectly proportioned
and enhanced, just for me.

I will choose to be
the most beautiful mythical creature
of my imagination.

I will see
everything
under the sea.

That is where
everything
shuts up.
I will only have my eyes
and an appreciative heart,
and amazingly long
rainbow hair.

The fish will
appreciate me.
Otherwise,
they will just keep swimming.

Either way,
I will have the sky, the land,
and the sea.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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