It’s a dead give-away,
and I haven’t the will to to on.
It’s not that I don’t care, it’s just
I never thought to make others
privy to how I divvy up my
where-with-all! I’ll surely
rot in hell well before you get
what I’ve got. As long as I’m
in this state intestate,
it appears I’ll be taking it with me.
To the victor goes the spoils.
The rest of you can resort to
fighting it out in court!
(C) Walter J. Wojtanik, 2015
***Poetic Asides with Robert Lee Brewer – Prompt 294: State of <BLANK>
THROUGH THE EYES OF A POET'S HEART 