funeral clothes

i asked you on the train
if it was selfish wanting to die
significantly before your other?

you lowered your gaze
creased newspaper print to your knees
supposed you hadn't thought about it

not liking the idea of dying
you wouldn't mind, staying on
a touch more time

i wondered what someone else would say
seated facing you wanting to
iron the folds from your sagging black t-shirt.


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