No Words
No Word
a short poem on loss
by anna kettle
i know i am a writer,
but today i have no words
no inspiring thoughts,
no ideas or answers at all
no beautiful form of wordplay,
able to make everything okay
no clever turn of phrase,
to take the pain away
no remarkable insight,
to make it feel alright
no deeply longed-for miracle,
coming into sight
and so,
this ache remains
but with it,
the memory too
and that memory
is you.
maybe some things
are simply too precious
to ever fade away.
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