To the Young Who Want to Die

Sit down. Inhale. Exhale.The gun will wait. The lake will wait.The tall gall in the small seductive vialwill wait will wait:will wait a week: will wait through April.You do not have to die this certain day.Death will abide, will pamper your postponement.I assure you death will wait. Death hasa lot of time. Death canattend toContinue reading “To the Young Who Want to Die”