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the rope stood theredangling, twisting
coming unraveled more by the second
and i stared
with such stillness
such posture no doubt
no feeling left in my body
except insurmountable rage
my knife fell
from pocket to hand
instead of cutting myself free
well, maybe i did
to the world, i was a suicide
to me, it was a murder
the world murdered me
slashed my throat without a thought
the rope stood there
dangling, twisting
one strand left
and i stared
with such stillness
such posture
no feeling in my body
except insurmountable death








