inheritance

dying is
cold
quick
hot and slow.
or so they say.

dying is a
removal from earth,
the soul’s departure from body;
a snuff, quiet
moment in the grand scheme of things,
leaving us out in winter with
slow motion grief.

dying is
a final grade
a seal
an end to end all endings.
beautiful
ugly
brilliant and
dark.

I wonder how it is that we die
leaving behind trinkets of a past existence
while those who live
inherit our cheap collectibles
instead of wisdom.