Funeral

I have funerals for photographs

As I clear them from the drive

Burying the only evidence

That I'd ever been alive

I wish it was more poignant

With some fire in my eyes

As I watch the curling edges

Of each memory as it dies

Instead I just delete them

When the storage bar turns red

And morn whatever moment

I know won't store well in my head

I don't know why I do this

Bring myself to tears

As I bid farewell to albums

Of my life over the years

I think in part it's cathartic

To leave the past behind

Even when I only keep

The parts that had been kind

So I will build a funeral pyre

And say my last goodbye

But I'll forgive myself the moments

When finality makes me cry