27 September 2014



crematoria tears fell freely on the Monday

lapsed into silence on the Tuesday morn

we were all here, but you were gone

I heard you breathing shallow now

but far away someone wept

that someone was me

we fear the loss of heaven

and the pain of hell

for we have heard the mother of voices

she calls us by name

and counts the number of our days


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