By I.B. Rad

PROMPT—Despite ...
Requiescat in pace…,
thereafter were you cremated
with that pale residuum of being,
your ashes,
strewn over
a radiantly waving ocean,
nuptial petals
rejoicing
your immortal
wedding…
I.B. Rad is a widely published New York City poet who varies writing style to suit his subject matter. "Let the punishment fit the crime."
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