Probably For The Better

    
  
   
   
a friend    
texted    
of your suicide;  
brazen sentences   
spoke of    
ALL suicides    
the year has seen    
before March    
it spoke of  
money,  
Covid, and War    
   
never mentioning your    
eyes, heart, legs,  
mind  
didn't say how  
no matter    
the rough, you were    
the diamond    
in it    
   
no emptiness    
in the words    
   
even Instagram    
felt    
less Sunday morning    
images    
of baked treats    
   
I feel your loss    
as hard as    
I feel    
the lack of compassion    
in your circle