THIS IS A POEM ABOUT A SAD VOICE 7.9.17

7.9.17

Haunting, your voice,

sadder

than it’s ever been,

haunted,

flushed away in the riptide of distance,

far away & miserable,

faint, your sad sad voice,

Mother. How I miss

when you were joyful, and

cringe that you won’t be

again.

.

.

mired in tragedy unknowable.


Written at 9:29 at night, in my office, in Agoura Hills CA. 

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