Suicide Watch
Second day
without you
and it feels like
I’m on
Suicide Watch
all those eyes expecting
the unexpected
and the only move
I can make is to
hoist a glass
one more time
wondering what
it would feel like
to shatter it
against my skull
drive the cracked rim
across my throat
in the shape
of a smile
I’ll never see coming
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