Most Likely to Recede
How to watch your own funeral: you stand at the back.
When you take your life, you strangle
yourself from the ceiling light.
People think of a snap, but it's more like a choke,
piss down your leg. People think you gone.
You recede, a face made of dented air,
urine smell in the room. Still around.
This is how you lived. This is what it's like after.
Forgetting. Forgetting.
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