Scenarios running through my mind:
someone broke an arm?
hsp’s coming to an end?
what do you need to tell me?
what? What? What is it?!
No.No. No. No. No. You’re lying!?
Why? How? I don’t get it! Why? When?
No! Why?
Simple mistake, everlasting solutioncomplicated math problem:
unhappy +problems =death?
No, to you I say.
Hell-bound? over-sized suit
he didn’t look right
he wasn’t smiling
he wasn’t smiling
he wasn’t smiling
I remember his smile
B R I G H T
NO.
No glasses. No controversy spoken. No words from him.
No, to you I say. This didn’t occur.
Let’s forget this joke,
I’ll forgive your joke, I’ll call his phone,
he’ll answer, we’ll laugh
I’ll remember his smile, his laugh, his joy
and I’ll forget, forgive this bad joke
No.A crowded funeral room, no space
His mom crying, Jackie crying
poor Jackie,
roommates, friends, loves, family, acquaintances—crying
No.
He didn’t answer his phone
he hasn’t answered his phone for this entire year.
Fuck. Suicide hurts…everyone.
Love you Vlad. I think about you often. Happy first anniversary.
Thing is, I was sleeping during that same time…just like I was sleeping that night. What’s a friendship’s worth?
