And as the last letter dripped onto the page Rage in a smile cast itself black I hung from that tree The one they fell, when I feel heels over head Swinging me dead at the trunk The one they used for the obit paper A bit dramatic, but my name spelled right The sun cried beams and tore at your skin Feeling how the snake at my neck done me in A few days later, they knew it was you A few paces from mine, another yew And so came the rope and the sun and the cry With the still-living there asking how But they never found that long-lost rage Standing void at my back, your black smile I wrote eternity was yours and mine Or tried, with the last letter of love Yet you found her with me The last letter I'd see Was this E

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