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Maggots
January 10, 2021
To be eaten by maggots-
What a beautiful way
to waste away.
I think about what comes after this life.
I'd like to think there's some place I go,
a better place
for my spirit,
for my soul.
But then I think about the maggots.
I think about what a life after death would entail,
eternity is not appealing to me.
But to have my body
sit six feet down,
under a beautiful willow,
and to be eaten by maggots.
If I made the choice
Of what happened to my body
After this life
I would be happy
To just help those maggots live another day.
© Ashley B., North Port, FL
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This piece came to me very naturally as I was laying in my bed. I woke up one morning with the first stanza in my head and the rest of it drifted easily onto the page. When I wrote this poem I had been thinking a lot about the consept of death and what happens after life. The ideas of God didn't satisfy me and nothing else felt quite right. Writing this poem was, in a way, my way of releasing those thoughts so that would stop floating around my head.