please don't die

atmosphere

those days he sat on the covers and
drew ink circles around
that tortured seizing a writhing
live wire
clenched his bones— twice a week
a storm had betrayed
his body. saddest eyes anyone
ever saw. just
a kid who came from above
and went the exact
same way. going to be forgotten
soon, perhaps
the way he'd intended after all
the control left him, all
alone that pale confused thing who
loved one person too many.