Oh you thoughtless dying
Oh, you thoughtless dying who consider your brother not Call me not your darling when of me you take no thought Consider only your willingness to live on your own terms No one shall take your freedom, no one your bridges burn None shall break your fragile cup before you do yourself None save you from the pain of death by numbing you with its drugs None shock your heart from stilled to drumming None breathe rich breath into your lungs Until you lock your solid door Until your keys in the lock you’ve stored Until the cord from the phone you’ve pulled That you’ve dropped to the floor Left not as much as a paltry note Left your last words echoing in our minds, “Are you crazy, calling the police?!? I’m fine” you said So there was time, we thought We hoped again and worried thick We called the police, and they came again, quick. We can visit tomorrow, we conferred Too shy of your anger, I didn’t call There you went and fooled us all You were gone before the morning April 1st 2024 For Susan
