Loss
it is difficult to express
the loss
the loss of a loved one
whenever you try
it comes out hopeless
like a failed scone
you want to say
something with edge
and avoid the D word
just loss
but it is never the same
the sadness
curled up inside
your lonely body
nothing will budge
the grief that sticks to
your every thought
like the burr
in Shakespeare
you feel the D word
the chill of nothing
you touch her or him
and the forehead
seems of plastic or wax
where did they go?
you had tried
to get the big picture
tried to breath and relax
but it was not so
a torrent of tears
shook, the dam of denial
broke its walls
the flow of all your fears
and
loss
came
and it stayed
perched on your chest
like the nightmare
of Fuseli - instead of Mum or Dad
with the first great loss
you had lost your virginity
to Death
and you knew you would
follow - there was no one
to comfort you - except your
memory of them - and then
after the drink and wake
was over, you were no longer
the child - you were the man
or woman your Dad or Mum
were, you their legacy.
