Obituary

Echoes of Desperation: Simon Joyner's Obituary Unveiled
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Obituary

Expressing the theme of an obituary, suggesting a reflection on life and its challenges.

I ran out of luck,

Feeling unlucky or unfortunate.

so I went looking for someone to kill me

Searching for a situation or encounter that might lead to a harmful outcome or death.

I went looking for some mercy

Seeking compassion or kindness from others.

but everybody’s closed on Sundays

Encountering difficulty finding support or solace, perhaps due to a time constraint (Sundays).


I ran out of love,

Experiencing a lack of love or affection.

so I went looking for someone to refuse me,

Seeking rejection or denial from someone, possibly as a form of self-punishment.

to turn a sharp corner and lose me,

Desiring a drastic change or abandonment, but finding no one to fulfill this desire.

but the sidewalk was empty

Encountering emptiness or solitude in the quest for rejection.


I ran out of songs to sing,

Exhausting creative inspiration or motivation.

so I wrote an obituary

Turning to the metaphor of writing an obituary as a creative response to this emptiness.

to the tune of “Goodnight Irene”

Choosing a familiar tune ("Goodnight Irene") to accompany the obituary, blending the personal with the universal.

Then I washed my stone hands in the sink

Symbolizing cleansing or purifying after this creative act.


I ran out of changes,

Running out of options or opportunities for change.

so I went looking for someone to paint me,

Seeking an external force to transform or rejuvenate.

to preserve my frozen face

Desiring preservation of one's identity or appearance.

Preserve it for posterity?

Pondering the purpose of preserving oneself—whether for future generations (posterity).

Preserve it for eternity?

Repeating the question, emphasizing the contemplation of eternal significance.

Preserve it for posterity

Repeating the idea of preservation for posterity, emphasizing the theme of permanence.

a still life

Concluding with the metaphor of a still life, suggesting a frozen, unchanging state.

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