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one of those days ....

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the funeral,
just like everything else,
was pointless.

she went.
she sat.
she didn't cry, because
she couldn't cry.

not in front
of all those people.

and so she sat.
and she sat.
and she listened to people talk
about what a great guy he was.

but if he was so great,
how could he do this?


but she accepted
their condolences anyway.
because that's just what you do.
when a line of people
is telling you how terribly sorry they are
and that it was so horribly unfair
that he had been taken
so so soon.

[she wanted so desperately
to tell them. to tell someone.
tell them that he hadn't
been taken.
he took himself.
but she couldn't.
so she didn't.]

everything passed
in a blur that day.
the flowers,
the tears,
all of it
was consumed
by the dull ache
in her chest.
Part five.

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