To H. by Sukasah Syahdan

Thank you so much,
I can’t thank you all enough
for this most beautiful epitaph:

“Here lies the body
of a young man
who never lived his life.”

It’s so much better
than the Baa Baa blacksheep sign
you always had round my collar.

by Sukasah Syahdan

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