12 hours
he lay there
his death discussed
and prodded
was anyone sad?
I watched
as they wheeled him
out on a gurney
his life now a black bag
people rushing home
to make dinner
barely slowing down
I was sad
Two months later
I drove by
where I last saw you
where they had wheeled you out
on a covered gurney
I don’t know your name
but I think of you often
I hope
I’m not the only one
