for the longest time
my biggest dream has been
to buy you a house with a piano
not necessarily a baby grand    but still a piano
and it is still my dream    that dream still exists
but now i don't know
 
 
 
you sold your car  your piano
your guitars
your bus, your generator, your tools
and threw away even more.
to begin again you said.
but why?
for who?
 
 
 
you said you could never kill yourself
and i guess you proved yourself right
with a bruise you left like coils
the rope         around your neck
to remind us of your anger and your pain
i was mad     but couldn't help     but worry
knowing you sold it all so you could die
like Anthony said    he once had