Say no prayers for me when I am gone
but don't you dare forget me.
Even if all you can remember are
the less flattering moments of our time together--
even then, don't you dare forget me.
They say there's no such thing as bad publicity
and that's what I'm going for here: just remember.
It's little enough to ask.
We never, here on earth, fully know another,
so what you will recall of me—
whether good or bad—
is likely to be half true
and just an imagining of your mind.
You'll never be remembering the real me,
but always just a simulacrum, my stunt double.
But I don't care.
Right or wrong, hero or villain
or just plain ordinary schmuck,
I want to linger in your heart
and lie in the depths of your being.
Remember me.
Musings blog: http://www.scenesfromthejourney.blogspot.com
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