25 February

You would say this could be a poem

for David

2006

I do not ever have to write the words

that I dread writing

I am not in denial

I would throw a handful

of dirt onto the coffin

but I do not want to write

the words

I have many other words to write

but I do not have to write

those words not ever

I have said the words over the phone

over and over

to dozens of people who did not

want to hear the words

I do not have to write the words