TAKEN AWAY (FOR DL)
We leave the dark house
where groups of photo's glint like stars
whose closeness belies your distance,
reflected light showing you only as you were.
Now we pay our last respects,
a blaze of color
a floral flare
that cheers this graveyard's winter grey,
in as conspicuous a way
as that nervous laugh,
rippling the church to stories of you.
Soon your coffin floats its minus sign --
makes priests and doctors fumble,
offer me inadequate answers
to why I carry a hole your shape.
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