“Et tu, Brute?”

I read his obit today; the who

what where when but not the how.

I had missed him, felt his absence

But put it down to his capriciousness.

Last week, his body, such as it was,

Was found, fittingly, behind the file

Marked “Lost and Found”

Beside the head librarian’s desk;

A feeble attempt at humor, as was,

The hand-lettered sign strung round

His neck by string, naming him….Muse.

Cause of his passing was indeterminable

Due to the condition of the form.

I suspect years of abuse at the hands

Of the likes of me and the laureates.

No charges were filed:

There was too little evidence

Or too many possible suspects;

It was all unclear. The case is closed.

Plans for internment will be announced

When a proper eulogy can be obtained.

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