Death & Sovereignty
Grieve me the way I want you to. Or don't.
POETRY
Tio Oktaviana Soedarsono
6/27/20251 min read
When I die, please burn my body,
then put my ashes inside a confetti.
No. Three of 'em.
Put it in three confetti and throw it out at a beach at sunset.
Celebrate the loss like it's a win, because it is.
Demise is the biggest gift one could possibly attain. In any kind of world, and especially this.
When I die, eat the finest dinner you can get.
Drink the coldest, or the hottest beverage. Just make sure not to hurt your throat.
Go somewhere silent, or loud. Wherever you want. Just not places that remind you of me.
You love me, I get that. But you don't need to reminisce me in these ways.
I just need the damn confetti.
Well, and the beach.
Let me go. Let me move on. Let me not breathe for once.
It's a necessity.
I'm not going down or up, left or right, in or out.
Don't search for me.
I'm not letting you know where I am.
Because you'll get here anyway, why spoil the ending?
I always hate people who do.
Now go.
Run away. Live!
Sincerely never yours,
Me
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