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Created on: October 29, 2008
Wearing Your Jumper
They say Jacques found you hanging
from a beam above the staircase banister
and that your tongue was bluer than deep purple
and your skin was quite green.
They say the smell hit them next
and that Jacques nearly collapsed
when your body had to be cut down,
your clumsy dreadful weight uneasily carried away.
Some say your eyes were bulging,
others claim they were closed,
but all agreed the place,
though now quite gloomy,
was immaculate
which says a lot.
You dangled, apparently,
like a pathetic metaphor the desk sergeant
filing the report was admired
for his poetic flair and dark sense of humour.
(Like a lost punctuation mark,
he mused later over visions
of appearing on television)
Some say they will never forget the sight
and to themselves admit that it was actually disgusting
and Jacques had been sick soon afterwards
all over his new boots his brand new boots.
For weeks they spoke of nothing else
at the salon where you used to work.
It is rumoured that Brandon, who found you first,
was inspired a while later to devise a new marketing campaign
for Hang It All Enterprises,
as well as being approached to do the set design
for a rising boy band concert.
He always had a neat way of dealing with death.
The reason, of course, was obvious:
recent ex-boyfriends shuddered
when they heard the news,
which is just as well.
I wish only to know
what you were wearing
the day you died.
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