Twenty-Two Days, Eight Minutes

XXXI Days of Poetry  (MMXII) - Day III

Twenty-two days ago it started, 
Fifteen days ago it stopped;
Eight days ago it happened again - 
Yesterday he finally fucking popped. 

Three weeks ago he was angry, 
Two weeks ago so relieved;
Last week he really thought he lost his mind - 
Today, he is learning how to grieve.

Twenty-two minutes since the letter, 
Fifteen since he called police, 
Eight more minutes till they hear the shot
Maybe he will finally find some peace. 

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Debbie said...