The grief I’d know if I
lived into
your unthinkable death...
During
a Son’s Dangerous Illness
Denise
Levertov
I thought: the
thing I"ll miss the most
is sky because all around you
will be brick and wire and blades
I thought: the
thing I'll miss the least
is dirt because all around me
is rock and solid clay
I thought: if I
have to if I have to
I thought: if I
have to? If I have to what?
if I have to.
I thought:
small spots I thought small
breaths I thought blue I thought
dirt
I thought my feet are numb I can't fee
my feet even the mosquito
even my blood
I thought: when’s the jury coming back I need...
my feet even the mosquito
even my blood
I thought: when’s the jury coming back I need...
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