365 Poems – 125 I Might Die Tonight (Rough First Draft)

I might die tonight

My heart hurts tonight,

a little bit, as if someone

is picking at it with

sharp tweezers that never

missed an eyebrow.


I wish I knew the

five things you feel

right before a heart attack.


I’m quite scared of pulling

up the quilt and dying

underneath it.


I wonder if I ought

to write something,

on a post it note,

just in case.