My sister Sissy

The third of four

Sits by my grave

Everyday

Never a word spoken

Waiting

For what, I’m not sure

I’m clearly dead

Does she expect me to speak?

Pop up out of the grave?

Tell her it was okay to cremate me

When my expressed wishes were to be buried whole

All of me

Sissy, what the hell

Say something

Anything

I’m stuck

I want to go

Be like the others

They wander

They come and go

Sissy, please

I forgive you

Just say something

Let me know that down deep

You know it doesn’t matter

Fire

Whole

I’m dead

I’m here 

I’m stuck

I forgive you

A single tear

Sissy turns away

And so I go