Charon was sympathetic. Let him ride
without a payment; said his song before
left him in credit. Cerberus at the door
he stroked behind the ears. His dead wife cried
to see what they had done to him, though more
that he was back. His sorry little smile
half-melted her. He walked with her a while
and said he did not want things as before.
She had her own death; he had his. He said
‘I’m sorry that I failed and looked.’ She kept
her face still for a while, laughed til she wept.
‘I’m sorry that I tried then.’ ‘We’re both dead
and life’s debts are all paid. Enough to know
I loved you once. Now kiss my hand, then go.’