When I die
I want to
have a
post-mortem photo
taken of me
for posterity,
***
just as they did
in the
Victorian Age
***
My family gathered around me …
everybody in great sorrow
***
Except, I want
the photo to be taken
at one of those
old-timey photo studios
like, they
have at the wharf,
***
That way,
if anybody
should ever
inquire
as to what had
become of me
***
my family
can tell them,
proudly,
I died
back in the days of the Old West.
2.
all hail.