mortality

Donor Card

My body doesn’t like me much
it aches and howls and creaks
on cold and frosty mornings
it even lets out squeaks
as if there’s mice inside my joints
all scurrying around
and sometimes after dinner
it makes some very dubious sounds
my own memento mori
though without the laurel wreath
and don’t even get me started
on the subject of my teeth
I think I’ll leave it all to doctors
when at last my days are through
and if you’re really lucky
they’ll transplant a bit in you.