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Hello Again, Death — You’re Uninvited

A Lamentation

the last breath cuts
sharply — aims for
the heart

we all feel it

amazingly, suffering comes
in waves
no longer tortured by
the machines that
kept you breathing, you
can soar

how fragile the human
life — how glass-like;
the cracks and piercings
dangle as cautionary tales
to be told in the future

I said the only words
I could muster, “I love you —
I love you so much.”
and I did and I do and
I always will

this world was too blind
to see a gem shining
before it — God knew this,
didn’t he?

I give myself excuses
and blink on blips of
memories loading to keep
me above water

a foreign concept — picking up
my phone to never
hear your voice again;
no more…