I’ll say it;
As many times as I have to.
After my death?
Guaranteed,
As every death eventually is!
Use my skin for binding books.
Carve my bones into runed,
Polyhedral dice.
To gift to promising savants.
Use my skull as a chalice.
Gift my organs to those who need them.
Use every last part of me.
I’ll Say It; As Many Times As I Have To.
