On the Death of Alfred William Kukitz

where is breath?

On the Death of Alfred William Kukitz

When it happened he didn’t know. Signs popped up, popped down, seemingly in a random order of catastrophe. Most times he laid on top of his coffin, stretching his limbs in quiet fatigue. Yawns abounded. His low blood sugars sounded invitations to the other side. He declined with some reservations. On one occasion he leaped from Camus’ Razor Edge of the Sun only to find fiction didn’t apply to end of life. He heard voices from the coffin, calling his soul, calling him by Alfred William Kukitz, something he was unaccustomed to hearing.

He slide off the coffin, the thought here was to take a look inside. Sure enough, it was him in there waiting for the rest of him. He looked the body over, no hints or clues resided in his prone body. He wanted to touch himself, feel the dead tissue, witness the pale, bloodless events surrounding this part of his death. He shuddered!
A fear encapsulating the membrane of his mind. He slammed the coffin lid abruptly, trembling hands covered the extent of skin around his hands.

Illusionary time kept him from the reality of death. Perhaps he could hide in illusion, find someone named Debra in the vapor, maybe have a God experience in the near future, if only he could be sure. Meanwhile the coffin waited.

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[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Margie!

Yes, I'm alive and well. However, once in a while I get into the depths of darkness, aware of mortality, the guys left behind in Vietnam and just what the great beyond holds for me.
I'm rooting for walking in the Eternal Forest with my dogs.

regards,
al

[barleygirl]

Not sure whether I should review this or not!?!?! Maybe I should look to see if you’ve posted anything more recent than this, so I can figure out if you’re still breathing?!?!? I hope you are!!!! I find this to be highly imaginative. I have never even pondered my death -- forget about describing how it might look! You’ve really showed us what’s on your mind! If I get the urge to write something like this, I will make sure my affairs are in order! *wink! wink!* Always a delight to ponder your outlandish approaches to writing! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie