He was dead
In his car for days
Before someone found him
Which wasn’t the saddest part
He had changed his name
Thanks to a sandwich he’d thrown
At a fast food worker
Caught online
As he was
Like a fly trapped in amber
Which wasn’t the saddest part
He had gotten divorced
Lost his job
Which wasn’t the saddest part
I read through
Fought the acid stab of
‘There but for the grace of God
Go
I’
Which wasn’t the saddest part.
MB Blissett 