The prompt for today was to write a valediction. I decided to write about saying goodbye rather than writing a poem to say goodbye.
Seeya later
The living think
that the dying don't know
that they're dying
so
the words won't come out
right
squeeze a withered, liver-spotted hand
smile
say, "See you later"
instead of "Goodbye, I loved you
with all my heart
and you're going
will
kill me too
a little."
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