#106 (there is a whole in the world)

lilies
photo credit: Matthias Geh

a husk

that used to be

mother, grandmother, sister

disguised under paper and frill

the face of death is not pretty

so we build masks

out of chores

and rituals

trying to fill them with meaning

though they only distract us

from feeling the pain


there is a whole in the world


whenever someone crosses


their hands behind their backs


the turkish fairy tales

you used to read me

until I could read them myself

never standing still

always buzzing around

defying frail bones

and a weak heart

for eighty-eight years

until you’ve used up

all the time

and your thread is being

tied elsewhere

*6th January 2017

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