Presentable by Raymond A. Foss
I saw you before You were “presentable” White chest hair, almost clear Open mouth, broken tooth Eyes at half-mast Like Kennedy’s pictures
Called in the night To identify your body “Is this your father?” Yes and no Different, older, Vessel only Already two hours Since your death Livor mortis begun
Bright exam room Chrome table Body bag ready, red carpetbag Ski duffel, one torn strap One boot
Rush me out Send me home So they could take you away And make you presentable For viewing Remembered now Like yesterday Years later
1/1/04 21:40 – 22:00 – See page 139 of tuesdays with Morrie
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