Do you ever think about
what it would be like
if you had died that night?
With bitter words,
I do.
Have you ever thought of
the one less name called
at graduation?
Of all the empty
chairs?
An empty bed,
a disconnected phone number,
a fresh memory,
one less prom ticket,
one less twin,
one more grave.
In my own handwriting.
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