Sunday, May 30, 2010
Day 6
I had come home
on a night when I planned to poison myself.
She smelled my skin
in the midst of recovery.
The secret of the night seeped through.
But she went back to sleep,
with the knowledge that
at least it wasn't hemlock.
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