Cremation Lingerings

No one prepares you for the stench
Of burning flesh, and sooty smoke,
And flying ash, mixed with your sweat.

No one prepares you for the taste
Of waking up to a burning tongue,
Pickled with dry coughs of acid reflux.

You just watch the water faucet stream
And forget to splash your face.


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