Utopia 2.0 Poem by Ismael Rodriguez

The scene must be set
for maximum impact

The chair is placed
so the next to come in

Will open the door
my corpse in plain view

On my CD player
is my favorite song

How can I laugh tomorrow
when I can't even smile today

Pictures of family
I cut off all their faces

Then place them around me
a shrine to the life that I hate

The shotgun
I place that under my chin

One last step,
an end to the pain