but thought of a marble stele
for my in memoriam blurb.
How about,
Wish you were here
or Wish we had met before
or The perspective from here
is so foreshortened
I don't mind seeing
only your underskirts
but let's forget the last one.
It's much too long
and expensive to engrave.
Then I think how come
my sense of humor
has always been late
and underhanded.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem