Grief

 

 

 “Life is pain, Highness.  Anyone who tells you otherwise is selling something.”

                

The Princess Bride

 

 

A place where love comes

        to collect its shadows.

 

The way the world splits open

  through the pit of your stomach

     when the pain attaches itself

       to everything you touch.

 

A relationship to algebra:

   The pain is additive by incident

but less than the joy of the whole.

 

One cannot remove the

              negation

with meaningless routines of the day

that hold on to the incident

without knowing.

 

 You provide the knowing.

 

 

Each loss becomes attached

           to all other losses.

 

Open the box:

      peer into the collective.

 

The attachment was worth it:

You  know it at the end,

              though how you hate the ending.

 

 

 

Grief

 

 “Life is pain, Highness.  Anyone who tells you otherwise is selling something.”

                

The Princess Bride

 

 

A place where love comes

        to collect its shadows.

 

The way the world splits open

  through the pit of your stomach

     when the pain attaches itself

       to everything you touch.

 

A relationship to algebra:

   The pain is additive by incident

but less than the joy of the whole.

 

One cannot remove the

              negation

with meaningless routines of the day

that hold on to the incident

without knowing.

 

 You provide the knowing.

 

 

Each loss becomes attached

           to all other losses.

 

Open the box:

      peer into the collective.

 

The attachment was worth it:

You  know it at the end,

              though how you hate the ending.

 

 Image

 

 

 

 

 

~ by dianeklammer on June 25, 2013.

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