Entgegensteuerung | grief poetry

I’m an open book

pages in disarray


a spine without a cover

your death stains the edges

head on the blurb

multi-tasking urn

numbing me in my sleep

you’re off the field

I’m an opening in itself

language spread out

ink instead of blood

leaking porcelain

heirloom spilled

you stayed in your boxes

one page of words

the same as always


the spirit distilled

My own drawing © Laura Gentile 2023 | Instagram: croque_melpomene

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