You fell to your death
in order to impress your peers
or maybe for yourself. To prove
something, but what, we don’t know.
The parking garage complex was vast
and the vertical drop exhilarating.
Painted styrofoam was the decoy,
a little ledge on which you thought
you could land, but couldn’t.
The owners wanted to keep up
appearances, and so did the morticians
for your viewing. A shocking event
when we all quietly considered the implied violence.
The guys you were with laughed when you did it,
until they leaned over their ledge and saw your crumpled body.
Now that’s all they’ll ever see.