On the Death of a Friend

The ceaseless rush has passed,
   The tension ended.

There was rain,
   Waiting
         knowing
            not believing.

Bewilderment

He hadn't smiled when we spoke.
   (But he never did.)

Some words about life
                         death.

A joke!
   And this it's punchline.



 

					
					

										


				

                        
                        
			

                  
                  




			
		

		
	 








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