Loner by the Lamp Post

Saturday, August 3, 2024

Departure

The soul takes leave of the body,

half-mangled by life.

Sorrow sweeps over in waves,

rising to a crescendo,

then ebbs like the tide.

The grief remains,

like a dead weight

around one’s neck.



What is it about death

that leaves one

pensive or subdued?

Is it the pockets of absences,

the anguish of unspoken words,

or just the shocking

ephemerality of life?
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