The Prettiest Boy In School

Liver cirrhosis,
chronic and acute.
The prettiest,
shyest boy in high school
died yesterday.

He said to me
" I was drinking every day.
For years.
I think I got in
with the wrong crowd."

I thought,
but did not say,
I was there.
You could have been
in love with me.



Poetry by nice curtains
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Written on 2021-02-06 at 12:30

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nice curtains
Thanks for the comments and support everyone. Poetbay is a great place to be.
2021-02-07



One feels this poem in the gut, like a knot or a punch. You bring us the reality skillfully and unsparingly.
2021-02-07


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Poignant and impacting writing! The third stanza especially so.
2021-02-06


nice curtains
Thank you Ken D
2021-02-06


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Bravo, an exultant well compost well thort out, work, nice curtains.
Ken D
2021-02-06