Dressing Inside, For Death
Second by second
Minute by minute
I am dressing inside, for death.
Thought by thought
Word by word by
Sin by sin
Threads on a framework of a life
Some brightly colored
Some dull to ugly
Some delicious and
Some … a toxic stained thread fabric I would pray to remove if only there was a God.
I Am Dressing, For Death
A constant evolving growing patchwork
Reworking of fabrics from past present and anticipated futures
Dressing, For Death
This fine ugly heavily used constantly changing suit
Yet every day now
Working the fabric so that when death comes
Inside I am dressed in MY PERSONAL FINEST
To face death by complete surprise
Look upon this suit inside the Flesh
As you pick the flesh from my bones,
See the suit of all I was and am
The threads of all I am and … Was.
Enjoy this fine suit!
Now add it to the fabrics of your wardrobe with my … Humility)