The other day, we were talking about the best suicide note you could write. I thought it would be great to leave some crazy demand that your death would guilt people into doing like: My final wish is that all of my siblings wear a pink sequined top hat every day for the rest of their lives. Is that to much to ask of the people who drove me to end my life?!God what a great way to be remembered. But I ended up writing this because I liked the idea, and I think somewhere it turned into a poem.
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So this is what it feels like to have a dream?
It’s your fault. I blame you. I want you to feel as guilty as I did.
Tell the dog I love him. Tell the cat he was worth cleaning the literbox.
Tell them both I wish they couldn’t grow old.
Tell the men I lied with every shudder. Tell the friends they all let me down.
Tell the worms to eat me quickly.
I’ve finally got things to do.
