I have lived in this room
I have confronted the whiteness of this wall
I have done everything Adrienne said we would do

And yet you live on
In this room
Not confronting the whiteness of this wall

I am living in this room
I am confronting the whiteness of this wall
I am doing everything she said we would do

You persist
In this room
In the next one

Everywhere
but somehow
As if I do not also.

I am dying in this room
I do not notice
I only stare intently at the blinding white whale of a wall

While you wander, staring up and down
You go on and on and on
Not confronting

But I don’t care about the wall.
Don’t look if you don’t want to
Only

Don’t forget to bury me.
One of us has to.