not the best friend

i held a candle vigil
for the memory of you
i forgot to invite everyone
so i stood in the park alone

i put flowers on your tombstone
but the wind blew them away
i wasn’t wearing the right shoes
so i didn’t chase after them

i misspelt your last name
in the newspaper obituary
there were some extra vowels
and a few consonants missing

i hung up your picture
the one where your eyes were closed
i only used a single nail
it hangs crooked in the hall

i forgot to read your will
so i ended up with all your stuff
i’m having a garage sale next sunday
everything will be a buck

your parents told me to stop calling
cause you aren’t there to pick up
but i like when it goes to voicemail
so i can tell you how much i’ve fucked up


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