it's only a line of blood

don’t you worry about me
it’s only a line of blood
dripping happily down
from my gaping mouth

don’t look too closely
deary
don’t look too far away
you may just end up missing
my grand goodbye to you

open the stained letter
that you will receive in the
mail today
open with a pocket knife
and make sure you read it
halfway shadowed by your silhouette

please make sure my burial ground
is free of common earthworms
don’t fret if there’s slugs
on my mourning grounds
it will be okay
it’s only a line of blood
dripping down

it's only a line of blood

Jason Franklin

Springboro, United States

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Death poem.

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