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Some Final Regard
Elizabeth Woolcock was executed in 1873 for poisoning her abusive husband.
She had attempted to hang herself years before but failed when the beam broke.
the noose is a turnkey
the trap is a box I will not have to kick myself
the rope is good rope, the beam will not break
I have tired of the weight of dry earth, and stone
never turned to bread for me, I had to turn to men
now they come at even pace, it is better to expect it
let them pinion my arms tight like wings, say prayers
I could not have imagined, everything measured
down to the drop, no need to keep the secret of this
I will hold the asters your wife picked me, walk past
my open grave, the spade that will hurl a heap of lime
onto my fresh cut corpse, let the doctor inspect it
death from violence, this time I will not return
free from gossip, some final regard
a hood to hide the bruising