Six, my lucky
number
Six pillows on
our bed
Six kisses say
goodbye
Six years
since we had met
Six hours ‘til
I see you
Six pencils on
my desk
Six, the clock
placed a hand
Six buttons on
my dress
Sixty miles an
hour
Six o’clock
reservation
Six bullets in
his gun
Six-second
hesitation
Six peoples piercing
screams
Six steps
forward he takes
Six quick
rounds he fires
Six feet you
fall and break
Six-mile ambulance
trip
Six nurses
wait bedside
Six words to
you I whisper
Six breaths
before you die
Six men carry
your casket
Six rows of
black dressed grieving
Six verses I
can’t utter
Six sobs of
disbelieving
Six lilacs on
your grave
Six-dollar cab
ride home
Six windows
full of moonlight
Sixth floor
and all alone
Six pillows on
our bed
Six hours
sleepless slumber
Six kisses
wishing to take
Six, my
unlucky number
