her suicide note
was short.
i'm leaving.
beside it she drew a happy
face,
then another, one
more for
bad luck.
when the truck arrived,
spinning
a cherry red light
she was
awake
watching television
drinking.
the empty bottle
beside her.
the faces she made
with
the few remaining pills
still smiling.
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