Mayday

Hands grasping

in mid air

gripping nothing

except pain

that comes from within

from your ancestors

from yourself

you were born into it

unable to escape

On this day

I remember you

writhing

the still, deep ponds of your eyes

looking away

into a distant, unknown place

searching

you let go

finally

to find that place

eloping

where you can truly live

without pain

I can’t understand it

but I get it

now that you

are gone

into the ocean

scattered

the rain whips you away

into my dreams

where you remain

forever

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