Monday 7 a.m.

One of Five Pieces

I found a man

in a room

sprawl awkward

at a dying angle


at his bed’s end

at his life’s end

past the end of his wits

and his wife’s

in a room

round the end of their lives.

He trembled his vows again

held his cachectic belle

past her life’s end

their last toast the mercy kill.

I found him

ticking slowly

she cold


waiting on his life.

His survival

obliging inquiry

of motive

of method

I hurried

him off to her

gentlest of homicides.

Two mounds in a room, cooling

past fear, post suicide.

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Parker, M. Monday 7 a.m.. Bioethical Inquiry 11, 137 (2014).

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  • Public Health
  • Mercy Kill
  • Post Suicide