4th Annual Poems About Suicide Month

[Wastrel]

Taken the last of the pills now.
Geese are flying upside down,
then right themselves
Dunkirk birds speeding across the sun
Forget the film, forget the book!
forgot everything
and flew like the geese,
now little shiny ducks
slippery with soap.
The little, yellow, plastic bastards,
think I'll paint them cobalt blue
with fake jewels (waterproof).