11/13/2025
Ideally I would like a hundred benches.
Every single one of them facing the sea.
If thatās too much faff, Iād settle for the one
somewhere in Margate. Somewhere you
can come, and sit, and think, and be.
I donāt need a fancy pot to keep my ashes.
Just find a decent spot where thereās a breeze.
So the next time someone gasps at all
the wonder in the world, a part of them
is breathing in a part of me.
At my funeral Iād like there to be sunflowers.
A truly inconvenient amount.
For I too will have spent a lifetime
searching for the light, and I donāt see
a reason why that should stop now.
For the food, just keep it veggie.
For the drinks, serve up negronis.
If I pretend to like them, you can do the same.
For the wake, if people want to chat
then I am all for that, but, just in case,
make sure a cornerās stacked with games.
Donāt let anyone apologise for crying.
It is honestly my favourite thing to do.
Just make sure everybody knows how much
I loved being alive. The only thing
that I loved more was loving you.
Speaking of which: if you are free,
then I would love for you to be there.
But if you canāt, because youāre dead,
thatās not your fault. To be honest, neither
of us quite makes sense without the other.
I still think weāll die together, like a cult.
And if anybody says I have gone
to a better place, that is a kind
and very well-intentioned lie.
For there can be no better place
than in a room with all my friends.
Just promise weāll do this again the other side.
Side note: letās also do this loads before we die.
And, by the time it comes around,
maybe Iād hate it. Iāll live for ages
and these tastes will change with time.
But one thing that I know
that I will always find amazing
is what a thing it is to live a life.
P.S. Letās also do this loads before we die.
š» Harry Baker