Eleven Stories

I saw her on the news last night
laying on the concrete
she stained it pretty good
they're never going to get it clean

I knew she'd leave her mark someday
and she jumped 11 stories to do it

I can remember spending time with her
she liked to go places and climb trees
but she was always counting down
always thinking about her next cigarette

even I couldn't get her to stop
her water bottles looked innocent
but she was drinking vodka straight
she held her alcohol too well

I knew she'd leave her mark someday
and she jumped 11 stories to prove it

I saw her on the news last night
prone on the stretcher
she couldn't be resuscitated
always thinking about her final breath.

© Jess Zelhart, 2006. Thou shalt not steal.

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