Marc Latham’s latest Folding Mirror poem combines a couple of ideas that could have been separate haikus into a Folding Mirror poem, with a linking middle. Don’t know if it works!
It is not a suicide poem, it’s a survival one. And here it is:
Summer’s Sunset Soliloquy
suicide by sunshine
recommended over
burning inside
squeezing sunlight serotonin stipend
depth searching
within shallows
risks your sinking
mistYmuse 
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