Another the Letter

Passed to hand, behind the curtain

The letter brings change, now things are uncertain

Hand to hand, the letter moves on

Like a series of shocks, but the contents are known

Oh faint heart, when the letter arrives

You suddenly find things getting lifesize

Once the air rang with things unsaid

Now cruel outlines are easily read

Behind the curtain in the yellow bulb light

The letter reads I took my own life