Sisterobsession | A Poem

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.

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