apart.

[that girl]

I fell into three equal pieces this morning.

One third of me went to school,
aced a test,
felt nothing but the need to eat.

Still another third wrote a poem and
committed suicide naked,
with a wreath on her head.

The other 33.3 percent was already dead.

I hope I'll come back together again.

.tg.

[Bombadil]

Naked with a wreath on your head.

Really the only cool way to go, if you must.

"She stole my suicide..."

Anybody?

[pseud]

I like this one. It's like a deeper, modern Humpty Dumpty.

[twelveoone]

I give up, which third wrote this?
Oh, the second third,
can I buy the first one dinner, we can discuss what to do with the bodies.

Why did you change to percent for the last third?

[Macavity]

with a wreath on her head.

made me think laurel

I hope I'll come back together again.

The allusion is fine, 'hope' sounded lame.

enjoyed the poem

cheers

mac

[that girl]

Interesting,

No one saw religious imagery?

hmm...

"Hope" is a bit lame. I'll fix it.

.tg.

[Bombadil]

perhaps a bit, not too blatant though.