Death (to Cat for the idea)

Everyone is ironic in the afterlife
With Anubis and his Jackal
Head cackling like a
Pagan amidst
A cauldron brew
All flesh melts and its
Just your soul
Here
For nothing is
Constant ‘cept the
River Styx
And the Boatman
Everything you’ve done
Has no standing
King or Pawn
We’re all in the same box now
Watch as Orpheus beloved in his musicprose
Weeps at
BeautyEurydice
From this breach in the fabric of the being
Each of us is
Andromache
Helpless with waiting for
BelovedHector
Only to have stifledhope shattered
Bled red into the abyss with babeless sons

Even Horus
(with his wings of gold)
Passes with mistletoe into
This realm of the dead

No one is really powerful here
For thought is repetitivesoliloquys
Akin to
Hamlet
Though we are all
Ophelia

Everyone is ironic in the afterlife
Because no matter what you say or do
Remembrance is hollowed only for
the holy
and
the wicked

Forgetting is a humanskin most obvious
In Death
Where
We’re all in the same box now
Drinking drivels
Are
Anubis
Who has traded cards with
Hades
Latency pending by the River
Noting the irony that lostsouls eject
(two coins; one for each eye, please)
(or watch forever from the otherside)

Everyone is ironic in the afterlife

Well, as I often do, I did not understand the poem...like, at all. I read it twice but I still didn't get it. However, it was a painfully great poem. The rhthym was smooth and even though it was long, it wasn't wordy. Great job.

I loved it. Very intersting and well done. The only thing that bugs me is the bolded lines. It seems kind of like in a comic strip where some words are bolded and you want to emphasize them in your head but it's not clear why they're more important. Of course maybe I'm the only one who doesn't get why they're bolded.

The two lines in italics at the end are beautiful. The whole thing's amazing, great job.

I love this. Original and intriguing. I thought you overdid it a tiny bit with all the allusions, but you made up for it at the end.