to spend a night

i wanted

to leave something

profound behind

that made sense of all this mess

before i killed myself

but i didn’t have anything

which is why i killed myself

*

a suicide

is a period

of life

*

hanging there

like an inverted exclamation

i wondered whether he

yelled

or was silent like

before

to find the answers

that i would not know

being left hanging there

with questions

*

on death

there is too much

life offed

*

there are days

when we all feel empty

open brackets

or a tunnel that cars

seep through

coughing and leaving

little breath

but a time will come

when a body will sleep

under the roars

with a blanket and a hope

to close the bracket

and spend the night

warm and breathing