Dear Allie

Not meant to be a good poem. I was bored.

Dear Allie

By the time you read this

I'll be dead.

I decided to climb

On my own this time

And as my luck has it

A boulder hit me.

I'll bleed out soon

Or maybe starve

And I'm trapped here

With no help around.

But if this letter

Should make it your way

In these last moments

I want you to know

That I forgot

To let the dog out

And she might pee 

Inside the house.