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He climbs Suicide Cliff.


he ties a rope to a tree limb

and slips the looped end

around his neck.

He prepares to jump.

He is safe in the knowledge

that either the rope or the cliff

will do the trick.

He is a man

who takes pride

in a job well done.

As his toes curl

against the cliff’s edge

he suddenly remembers

the valium medication.

The papers will report it

as a drug related death.


He takes the rope off his neck.


Anger builds to outrage.

He heads home

to cancel his subscriptions

to both the daily

and Sunday editions.

Inaccuracy is one thing

he simply will not tolerate.