hereafter

By | 1 May 2017

you should have died much later
there would have been
a space for such an event
you could have been

properly translated to a star
magical mysterious a new
inhabitant of heaven

not in such complete silence we
did not even know you had gone

all that remains is an absence
and a gravestone in another country

like slides in a lantern that lost summer
revives but scratched faded with pieces missing

like so much else
the sky above us the ground
under our feet
damaged imperfect but
all we have

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