Maybe, I haven't been paying attention

Friday--
end of work-week, and this week
my manager died.
The one to give me a job--means of living
the first to invite me to hang out and be social outside of work--a reason to live.

Car wreck.
Dead on arrival.


They say it comes in threes

and grandpa was one in July
now this.

What's next?

And corporate keeps telling us it will all be okay

not for my co-worker/friend who was his best friend
who found Colin's car
saw his body bagged
                    like being dead is something to hide away

Don't want to imagine saying "That's my friend"
with their blood on the ground
and windshield.

Funeral should be soon,
and funerals are interesting. More on that later [promise]