Black Linen

January 4, 2018
By Anonymous

Funeral; unadorned affair
I declined.
My Golden Boy uncontrollably
deserved
a better life.
My friend, actually believed in me.
How generous.
No one in the background,
alive, I thought.
Excuse me,
he grinned and stifled a laugh.
No one here.
Hello, he whispered,
it’s a funeral.



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