mourning as in morning
the morning after
I take a pill
but you’re not gone
from my body
from my mind
deuil as in deux
two, the two of us
split, rift
in two different times and spaces
me in my double bed
you in your single coffin
I have space for you
you have none for me
grief as in gris
gray, gray matter
your death inscribed in me
in my brain
my identity
your death is me
I am your death
we are one again
inside my memory
