John Doe

I check the paper for your name every morning,
Do you even give a shit?
And every time there is a murder
A house fire
An explosion
A shooting
My heart claws through my skin to flit on the ground in front of me.

Slowly, agonizing
P A N I C
At the thought that
“Unidentified male
Aged 16-24”
Might possibly be you.

Sharp, flashing
Pain
When I realize that it’s not.

So, my sweet, darling John Doe:
Be sure to carry your card
Be sure to be found
And be sure to remember that I love you.
Because at one point
When we were younger and wiser

You weren’t ashamed to love me back.

John Doe

Aiyana

Joined December 2008

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