I think of you
outside of yourself
and wonder whether
you missed yourself in that
very moment
*
whether the thought arose
that it might have been a mistake
that it was too early to leave
too brutal to leave like that
weren’t you heartbroken?
*
Could you stomach the sight of
the way you ended
the pain we screamed into the valley
the daily punch in the gut
that your death caused?
*
I know you’re relieved
and free, disembodied, vast –
I can’t remain in the shadow of these things,
because as you jumped and felt nothing
I feel e v e r y t h i n g.
Croque-Melpomene 