The Universe and the Moonchild

Katelyn

Tell me, honey.
Were the trees too inviting that day?
Was the breeze just right
So you decided to choose a branch
and say,
"Ah, here's where I shall rest."

Did you feel like swinging so bad
that you hurriedly got your own rope
and put yourself—
head first,
to swing the dusk away,
like a gold necklace you long wanted to wear,
because you've always thought it looked good on you.

I wonder how it felt as it finally adorned your throat
and gave you the peace you wanted.

You were only twelve.

too young to fall out of love with oxygen
and decide to stop breathing,

you've only roamed the earth for a while
but already knew
you do not wish to be part of it,

it makes me wonder
how much cruelty human beings are capable of
enough for the world to become more strangling
than a rope on your neck

I cannot imagine how dark it must have been
for people to see the light at the end of a noose.