.
I’ve grieved…
Not so much over what was lost.
More so the way
I tried to bury these memories.
Candles…
that for a time once,
stoked hale,
unflickering flames.
All tied to strings
that lead straight to my heart
and all partially buried…
In many a shallow grave.
•••
Perhaps because a deeper tomb
would mean a lesser purchase
and looser grip on these strings.
I never could let go…
.