entrusted

I don’t know why he chose my empty bathtub

for his final breath, his open casket

I entered the bathroom for a different ritual

that of washing my body, yet it was as if he knew

I will respect his last wishes in such vulnerable state

and I will ceremonially carry his lifeless little green body

to free it with a toss through the wide open kitchen window

after a quick awkward farewell dance in the hallway

instead of flushing it down the toilet into the unknown

corridors of urban sewer system

his body deserved to encounter the ground

and if my neighbours, perplexed, caught me

performing this ritual, what they really saw

was a human enriched by this grasshopper

entrusting her with his longing for an end

where green meets green meets earth

meets the life giving particles we will all be