The silence of goodbye
yes, there was such life
but now just the sound
of wind lifting dust acoustic
and cessation caught
in stillness and tears
and the dread of the
hollow days
and life going on
with deletion
and a parade of ‘sorry’
that thins
like a stream after
summer heat
Yes, the re-finding
and the re-living
beyond goodbye
and the bloodied wound
so open now hidden
beneath the scars
the re-organisation
the re-construction
11/4/2026
