Nothing
they say
time heals all pain
not sure pain heals
loss is its own
frame
the picture of it
moves like light
and dark
like fog and mist
like flakes of snow
and drips of rain
like a seed that breaks
the surface
and lingers
a moth before it dies
the stones don’t change
only the names
the bringing and taking away
of flowers
how grass covers dirt
and concrete covers grass
nobody warns ‘ya
or maybe they do
or did
or didn’t
or meant to
really meant to
but never got around
to it
or didn’t know how
to go about it
people tend to do nothing
when they don’t know what to do
or say
but doing nothing
is something
you don’t forget
TL