escape into life (for lethe)

i can’t tell how you went yet

the papers don’t say

and neither do the condolences

but i can guess

if there is a final destination

you’ve already been there and back

thirty one

is a small number

thirty one

is a big number

it was more than a month ago

i didn’t know you that well

but i knew you all the better for that

i don’t know why it took me this long to realize

you are gone

you are here

we talked once

about writing

about chicago

about this time last year

i was just changing

and the sun was going down

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