Loss

It's dedicated to three classmates of mine who passed away within two years, and one classmate whose entire family died. It's kind of about my confusion about whether people my age are supposed to die... I know they're not, but they do and it bothers me. At least that's what brought the poem out of me.

The poem leaves me wanting something too, when I read it. I don't know exactly what, but I've decided that I want to go much deeper into the description and imagery of the man himself. I think I may just rewrite it (again) and make it much longer through the middle.

Thanks, by the way