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The Departure (Poem)
he said nothing when he walked out
there was nothing to say
years added themselves up
they spoke the reasons
doors worn by being gently closed
held shut by the immense swell of anger
walls battered beneath glossy paint
hiding scrapes from hurled accusations and objects thrown
a roof patched too many times
sagging beneath the growing weight of unmet expectations
his shoulders straight, his head erect
he heard the shrill calls of their endless needs
he left everything there but himself
he did not look back
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Vous Souvenez-Vous? (Poem)
you pass through the room
night a stranger in formal clothes
the faint scent of cologne
a memory from a different life
outside the stars
the touch of your hand still warm
none of this happened
the days grow shorter in this forbidding land
I have always been alone
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This Is How It Is Now (Poem)
the air burns bright with ghosts ablaze
shining with incandescent need
frantic hands snatch words from speech
maws agape in desperate hunger
they feed and feed and feed
in such a space and time as this
we cannot talk
we cannot hear
they ignore tears limning our faces
we can see each other grieve
let us give comfort
let us give kindness
feed starving spirits these
together we’ll sweep up their ashes
to keep as reminder, a holy relic
