(This is a poem a wrote a few years back in memory of a friend who took his own life.  It wasn’t written at the best of times, but I’m resistant to edit it.  Figured I’d post it since it keeps catching my eye in my poetry folder.)

I sit here staring

Seeing you logged on

Knowing

You will remain forever silent

It is only a machine

Never switched to off

I wish we had more time

Even a single night

Like our olden times

Of greasy pizza

And foamy beer

Before midnight tolled me home

I never thought

That you would go

We always had the time

For you to meet my son

Who will only know of you

From the stories that I tell

I wish I knew

The how and why

That took you from us all

Creating a void

Where music once played

With your perfect techno beat