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 Susanne T.
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