Irish Funeral

Please enjoy J’s wonderful tribute to a passing, Irish Funeral.

 

Irish Funeral

Memory’s phantom acquires its exit through an uninhibited window, silencing your time on this plane. The crying begins as recollections are held ransom behind tapestries, banging around the home of this grievance party. At 3 A.M. we arrested the clocks to signify when you passed between our two worlds. We sabotaged the reflection of our mirrors carefully under cloth, preventing your metaphysical residue from clinging to its earthly memories. Spirits spill sentiments between floor boards and brew aggression that brawls within broken glass. The party burned for two days and then laid his body to rest.

Columns of kin corrupt uncomfortably padded pews, brandishing bourbon aroma, exercising booze lit tears. Taper wax descends a candy wick delirium. Sobering sobs strip and humble us before a perforated Christ. Lips crucified in gloss. Carnations and chrysanthemums decorate our remembrance and close the casket of his time.

image and poetry © J. Gomez

 

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Memory’s phantom acquires its exit through an uninhibited window, silencing your time on this plane. The crying begins as recollections are held ransom behind tapestries, banging around the home of this grievance party. At 3 A.M. we arrested the clocks to signify when you passed between our two worlds. We sabotaged the reflection of our mirrors carefully under cloth, preventing your metaphysical residue from clinging to its earthly memories. Spirits spill sentiments between floor boards and brew aggression that brawls within broken glass. The party burned for two days and then laid his body to rest.

Columns of kin corrupt uncomfortably padded pews, brandishing bourbon aroma, exercising booze lit tears. Taper wax descends a candy wick delirium. Sobering sobs strip and humble us before a perforated Christ. Lips crucified in gloss. Carnations and chrysanthemums decorate our remembrance and close the casket of his time.

image and poetry © J. Gomez

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