According to Buddha

The word “death” is a great misnomer, for there is no death; when you are tired of life, you simply take off the overcoat of flesh and go back to the astral world.

don’t you ever laugh as the hearse goes by,
for you may be the next one to die.
they wrap you up in big white sheets
and cover you from head to feet.
they put you in a big black box
and cover you with dirt and rocks.
all goes well for about a week,
until your coffin begins to leak.
the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out,
the worms play pinochle on your snout,
they eat your eyes, they eat your nose,
they eat the jelly between your toes.

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Edmonton Cemetery, Edmonton, Alberta ~ October 2016