You used to
greet me each morning
Now I meet a
wall of silence
As though I
am airborne, an unwanted virus
A pervasive
and decaying, piece of garbage
You used to
smile at me
You set my
heart free
Grass grows
in the cracks of concrete
Trees
replanted in giant urns
Branches reaching
upward to a sky, glass ceiling
Life in
peculiar places, taking up spaces
There once
was you and I
Two lives
now untied
Frailty of
the chains that bind us
The bonds
familial let go
Release us
into a suburban wilderness
Uncertainty merciless,
clawing at our soul
Standing on
her own
Feeling
quite alone
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