Beads of a rosary snaked thru fingers of the non-believer
Wheezing syllables escaping lungs closing to an end
Weeping pitifully, all pride lying with the contents of a bedpan
Drowning in the sheets dry-cleaned for death

Relatives to stubborn to see a burner of bridges
Though watching him writhe could bring a peaceful closure
Skinning flesh from bone if the world would allow it
Sending his heart to dry in the ashes of an urn

Promises stated, always known never to be kept
Collections of envelopes to absorbed to mail
Miniature ponies ridden without eyes to see
Photographs taken with no one to pose

Mysteries abound, allowing no cause for the affect
A refusal of acceptance for all heartbreak inflicted
Rationalization rising, explaining away countless shortcomings
Convulsions begin, their love absent to send him on his way