My first success a suicide note" She claimed as she swung the rope Up around the chandelier Up and standing on the chair Blood poured out and overflowed From the fish tank as people watched Doped from TV no existant fame All indifferent, no hope, no pain The guests began arriving The tension grew too fast A mass of voices, too highly pitched Under feet the scrunch of broken glass And then the chair was kicked away The jerking spasm came Her tongue lolled out, blue and bruised The music then began And people pushed the swinging corpse To one side as they danced Saying "her first success a suicide note This was her last chance