• she’s licking
    her fingers in the mirror.
    pink frosting covers
    her lips and
    the music is soft
    but powerful in
    her ears.
    nobody told her
    suicide could be
    so delicious.

    she bites into
    the cupcake
    with a smile.

    she’s tried needles
    she’s tried blades
    but nothing tastes
    so beautiful
    as the king of spades.
    she turns the music higher
    she pours milk into a cup
    and everything is
    so perfect
    as her throat closes up.

    she’s lying
    on the floor in her room.
    pink frosting covers
    her lips and
    the music is fading
    in everyone’s ears
    but hers.
    nobody told her
    suicide would be
    so satisfying.

    she ate the last
    bite of cupcake
    with a smile.

    She dies.