Poetry-ish Writing

I do not pride myself in my ability (or lack of) to compose poetry. I actually often wonder what defines a piece of writing to be categorized as poetry. But in any case, I passed a cemetery on my drive back from LA today and it prompted me into putting this together. It felt like a poem and I thought it half decent to share. 

When I die I want to be cremated. 

I do not want to spend eternity trapped in one place. 

And I do not want a plaque for everyone to collectively grieve at. 

I want them to go where my memory thrives. 

To the place they first met me. 

To the place we shared a first. 

To the place where I seem like I'm alive. 

Even if it's not special, even if it's just a place to everyone else. 

Because there is where I will be felt, long after I am gone. 

There is where I will be heard when I no longer am with you. 

There is where I will keep being there for you, when you need me. 

I would stay as long as anyone wanted. I would have the time I so fear I lack right now. 

When I die I want to be free, and split myself up into pieces. 

So that I can be with everyone who feels I am not with them now. 

I want to make them feel as if all my time is dedicated to them, if they do not feel that way now. 

When I die I want to be remembered clearly and individually, not in or as a blur.