RIP Amy Winehouse 1983-2011
It comes
Without warning.
Even though you always knew
It would come.
In the middle of the night.
First thing in the morning.
On your cell before you head off to lunch.
The phone call.
With the cold
Official
Voice
On the the other end.
"We're sorry to inform you
That your son
Your daughter
Your brother
Your father
Someone you love
Has died.
We think
It was
An
Overdose".
And your brain
Goes on
Automatic pilot.
And you hear your voice say,
"Thank you
For Calling."
And as you
Hang up the phone
You feel
As if
Someone
Has just grabbed
Your soul
And
Ripped
It
To
Shreds.
The broken lines seem exactly how you process this dread..like sharp little intakes of breath..Jae
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