literature

When the Living Ask Forgiveness

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I didn't know her.
I tried so hard to give up something
that this woman never took for granted
and somehow had stolen from her.
I tried five times, and it only took her once,
accidentally,
doing something she loved.

If we lock eyes in eternal rest,
I can't blame her if she punches me out.

Form a line, beautiful dead.
My four year-old neighbor, caught in headlights,
my classmate ejected from the windshield,
you, posthumously known friend of a friend,
static in the snow.

I would wear them,
weighted by the knowledge
that your unchosen ends
left no option for notes.
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LadyMortimus's avatar
This is wonderfully written & executed beautifully.