I had my sleeping pills in my hand
MJ died last night
Nothing but pills were found in his stomach
I have sleeping pills which are now banned
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This is well done, deeply felt. The repeating line gains strength each time it's repeated. 'I had my sleeping pills in my hand, ' but the title is the only thing that weakens this poem. I reread it many times and nothing in it says you love death. The entire poem is about an overwhelming since of loss. Grief is seldom about loving death, though despair may drive us to the brink of suicide, it is not out of love of death we contemplate it but rather because we miss the person so much, we cannot see how to go on without them. Despair is not loving death, but giving up on life. I just think you could have a title that is more a part of the poem, rather than something to shock us into reading the poem.
Finish is with jocund metaphor… Enjoyed…thanks for sharing… 10+ Ms. Nivedita UK
The title definitely fits now