Feb 1st

gotta pick and choose your deaths

these days

who to note

who not to signify

for those

who are about

to die

we salute you

as we shuffle

one step forward

in the queue

to fill another gap

idols tumble

all around us

icons shatter on the ground

loves depart

seems like

only the wicked

dodge the dart

the reaper’s got a thing for genius

talent

bravery

heart

that scythe is swinging

at a furious pace

fabric’s ripping

order changing

and we can’t be sorry

everyday

and every time

with every single loss

although

we are of course

can’t be surprised

continually dismayed

or gobsmacked

or amazed

and we don’t always

have to

point out our particular

connection

reflect the story back

to us

or we’d be at it every day

run out of more sad things to say

shed quiet tears

look away.

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