On Death & Endearments

Gentlemen please rise

In light of why we're gathered here tonight

This is it though I'm shit with goodbyes

Suffice to say well I haven't much time

So how I chose and choose

To make use of this life allotted me

Well you few know and knew

And each played to me begrudging accessory

So I should think it wise

In debt to your unseemly sacrifice

To see that when I die

None of my sordid scenes come to life

For me I see no need

To catalog what deeds I may have done

If we'll all agree to keep

These terms of my demise unclarified

History

She will surely forgive me

And history

She will think of me fondly

And once I had half reminds to just apologize

In days less dignified

Before I knew what to

And not to do

But sure of course there's shame

In certain things I may have done

But shame is not remorse

And pandering's the one thing even I can't afford

Measure me in grief

Survived in score by prideful progeny

And I though sometimes weak

Still shudder to speak these secrets we keep

For their sake let me stay

Ostensibly the saint I seem to be

For now my nose is clean

So bury these peculiarities with me

History

She will surely forgive me

And history

She will scarcely forget me

So no tearful goodbyes

In light of why we're gathered here tonight

To you whom I confide

Suffice to say well I haven't much time