He quirked an eyebrow.
How miserable
Can life get for you
Before it’s over,
Lets you get to death?
You’re obviously
Going for the full
Trifecta: illness,
Obscurity, debt.
Those drag on a bit.
It’s a long way down
That slope, lots of stones,
Stumps, and broken bones
Before the bottom
Or you stop rolling.
You had your chances
Earlier, exits
By self-destruction,
Sudden accidents,
But you were lucky,
No freeway pile-ups,
No active shooters,
No carpet bombings,
No mere homicides.
Now, how long’s the slide?
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