close your eyes and die.

shards of the kitchen window catching the sunlight
it's sickening to watch it fall, ten stories down.
it's sickening to go after it, to be among it,
crashing your last couch.
laughing out loud, because what else is there to do?
close your eyes and miss the sunshine sparks?
that lone dog wandering the parking lot?
might as well smoke that last cigarette
drag it in with the paint fumes and carbon monoxide
running up off the street.
might as well hold your hand over flame to feel pain
one last time.
cuz you ain't feeling nothing at the end of this ride.
call your sister, your mother, your father, your brother, your friends, your wife, your kid, your grandma, your lover, your other lover, your dog sitter, your baby sitter, your baby sister.
might as well have bought that lottery ticket, that last bowl of chronic, might as well have gotten one last jerk in.
but man! what a way to go!

or, ........