The Hamlet Project

This corruption of the case of the body
Is the final indignity. To lose the texture of yourself suddenly –
(When all your life, you’ve discovered the world with it and through it.
The first thing we know of ourselves is how we feel – the smoothness of our skin being
a way to know ourselves even as we age and lose elasticity.)
Is to lose a way of knowing suddenly.
When your liver fails
It is no doubt a terrible betrayal and a deep loss
But it is a secret one, a stealthy hidden betrayal.
But this
A bark, a crust suddenly encasing every part of you
As you watch yourself disappear –
This is the last straw. And it is the last description of his death.