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| Grief's Tender Hold (CAI 2023) |
Every day I cry.
For a short time, in a controlled way, in a private space
I let myself feel
all the things about all the things
I lower the shields, allow
confusion, anguish, frustration, futility
grief
the straightjacket free-fall of life on earth
lava-burning tributaries searing through me
roiling and boiling over into moans and groans and whimpers and growls
and tears
facing the state of hate and fear of the world
seeing a future of pain unfurl, knowing
inside me is just too small to contain it all
without killing me.
I make time and space to move it through, expel what I can
because you know what they say:
better out than in
