Hidy! It's been a while. I hope I'm allowed to use a quote and not have it count in my 100 words, as this one worked really well.
Haul up the flag, you mourners,
Not half-mast but all the way;
The funeral is done and disbanded;
The devil’s had the final say.
Karl Shapiro
“I’ve hated him, loved him, envied him, admired him; I’ve wanted to kiss him and kill him, sometimes all at once. When he entered a room it seemed there was a little less air, a little less space. It would fill with his…soul, and if you weren’t careful, it would cover you whole. That’s the glory of it, you see, because that wasn’t supposed to be. That dead body shouldn’t house a warm, living soul and it constantly spilled over. Once you felt it, you were never the same. Funny...I think I miss him.”
“That’s poetry, Spike.”
“Thanks, Green-Jeans.”
FIN