When the fateful day arrives,
when I should breathe my last,
and my heart’s beats fall out of rhythm,
slowly to come to a halt,
and all my senses, five, six or a hundred,
cease to sense any more than senselessness,
don’t shed a single tear.
When rigor mortis takes control of my physical being
and the shell on the bed, or on the floor,
is hardly recognisable as the man you used to know,
don’t shock yourself to silence.
Instead, throw a lavish party, with Queen and Doors,
invite everyone who ever knew me,
and tell them this,
“A man lives not in person, but in memory,
so now that he has found home in the sky,
remember him for all that you loved,
for the rest,
so long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, goodbye.”


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