Open Casket
I chose the open casket so it is my fault
Left to organise his funeral by myself
I wanted to do the brave thing and see my father
One last time before….
His cheeks were grey and sunken
Eyes sewn shut over empty sockets
Giving the head a skull
Shape that haunts me.
He still had a moustache
Which had been shaved severely
Into a Hitler piece.
I want to hurl.
