suddenly

i tell you
death comes so suddenly

 i went to change clothes
and he left

"i'm hot"
he said
"i'll get you a wet washcloth"
i said
"what's wrong?"
he never said

heart on hand
i tell you
he never went to a doctor
nothing

"i'm not believing he died"
said my doctor

the fireman asked
if he took a pill
i said 
"he hasn't a pill to his name"

he never wanted to talk about death
with me
"dad wanted to be cremated" 
my son said
"and he didn't want the preacher
involved"
i had no idea

we just had a gravesite ceremony

i was shocked
we had life insurance
and i didn't have to spend money on his funeral
but no one ever should be sure 
of anything
because he never took a pill
never had any complaints

never said anything

nothing was wrong

i never read 
until he died
and now i read all the time

i really enjoy it now

well i have to have something,
don't i?
to cut through the silence

of the days

(haze)