Who would've guessed that the only thing harder than waking up day after miserable day would be…finding an easy way to end one's own life? When we said "Resume" was a dark comedy, we meant it: the only thing that keeps our speaker alive is a contemplation of the tediousness of actually killing herself. That, folks, is irony. And we have to admit, passivity never sounded so good.
Ironically, this poem demonstrates that sometimes our inability to act is our best quality.
"Resume" manages to make living seem like less of a virtue than dying, if only because dying takes a fair bit of effort.