its limbs
all the time growing up
the grief of losing
a brother
made me want to kill
the fear of losing
anyone so dear.
i climbed more mountains
jumped out of the sky
did the dangerous rafts
and the long runs
until it was all gone
forever. but
i should have known
of its nature of
coming unannounced
when on the last sunrise
of what could have been
a glorious year (2017) otherwise
i saw its face
the face!
now,
seeing it ever again
is the only thing I dread
*of the fear of losing father*
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