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*Trigger warning: Death, Suicide 

Bottle in my left hand, cold steel in my right. A Grand Canyon revelry gone bad with only myself to blame. "Just one more selfie," she said. Her body now still upon the rocks below, broken and battered. Her last smile burned into my brain.

mountain escapade
inhibitions in the wind
living for the thrill

I drift into a reverie. High above the earth we're exploring the Miky Way and before long I'm dancing with her on Neptune. Afterward, we catch an astral wind and sail past Uranus to Saturn where we ride his rings like we used to ride the merry-go-round at Cedar Point. Her laugh is infectious. Surfing the next wave we're off to Jupiter, hopping the moons before jumping into the big stormy eye where we swirl and twirl for what seems like hours. Then it's onward to the red planet. After a soft landing, we have a conversation with a land rover about politics and religion. I marvel at her insight and sharp wit. Our intent is to skip planet earth and fly straight to Venus where we will engage in sensuous acts of love without restraint, but while hovering above our home planet her wings mysteriously disappear and she falls to her death, leaving me all alone in space. 

Suddenly semi-lucid, I take one last swig and stare up into the sky. Slowly, deftly I place the gun to my head and pull the trigger. I am still in space. My final destination: Black hole sun.

rocky mountain high 
wanting the ultimate pic
Cosmic obit for two

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