I forgot to mention he was beautiful

I saw your body in the morgue this morning

I always thought that place was

for old people, not someone like you

they pulled the metal tray you

lay on out from the wall

you were naked and your skin was pale, well,

paler than it normally was. At least

they hadn’t cut you open yet, for

whatever reason they said that they

needed to in order to figure out why you

died. I know why. I just don’t want

to tell them our secret. Why were you

the one who had to go first?

wherever you really are it would have

been nice to go with you and not

be stuck with your sad body, as

if that could make me feel better