empty but still heaving

i see no shade

behind the stone

only sun above

bleeding

and revealing that

there is no place to hide

from the life lost

living

*

a man killed himself

near me

and while they cleaned

up after him like a baby

i thought

that if he could

do such a thing

so well

there could’ve still

been hope

*

how much

fuller and understood

life was

when it

was not understood

and full with life