Suicide
List
--Make
arrangements for the kids; put them up for adoption, sell their organs,
give them to ex-wife
--Quit
work; get fired; d I s a p p e a r
--Go through personal effects; dispose of through donating; take tax refund and mail it to a stranger
--Reminisce(reflect) over the few photos, the unread letters, the forgotten memories (collected cobwebs over the dusty shoebox)
--Burn what is left of your belongings
--Get drunk for days, into ceaseless nights; commiserate with the ones who have no place (the bums, the prostitutes, drug addicts, derelict dropouts); sleep on the streets, in cemeteries (theghosts can see right through your clothes)
--Follow the footsteps of ex-lovers; spy, stalk, smell the backs of chairs their hair lay across; do not let them see you, even if you are invisible
--Wander through the booksellers' stalls; smell the yellowed paper, feel pages disintegrate beneath your fingers, gaze at the words you will never know
--Give your house away (to who?); abandon it, leave it for the rats, the roaches
--Tell the few you still talk to you are moving away you don't talk to anyone
--Listen to your favorite song
--Surround yourself with people; sit on a bench and watch the crowds churn, break against and move away, disperse
--Spend the night where the wind blows, the whisper of the leaves, thoughts all alone
--Jump
off a bridge, into the river; dive off a cliff into the sea; swim into the setting sun somewhere that isn't your home
It's not showing up on your blog, but in Google Reader, the text gets smaller and smaller as the list goes on, like the life "fading" from the narrator. I like the effect.
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