The Remarkable Objectivity of Your Old Friends

    We did right by your death and went out，

    Right away， to a public place to drink，

    To be with each other， to face it.

    We called other friends——the ones

    Your mother hadn't called——and told them

    What you had decided¹， and some said

    What you did was right； it was the thing

    You wanted and we'd just have to live

    With that， that your life had been one

    Long misery² and they could see why you

    Had chosen that， no matter what any of us

    Thought about it， and anyway， one said，

    Most of us abandoned³ each other a long

    Time ago and we'd have to face that

    If we had any hope of getting it right.