When you died, I was the last to know. You lived on in my mind and soul. You were a force that could not simply go. Your memory was enough to keep me whole.
I grasp your casket, Had all my eggs in one basket. I didn't fear the fall,- nor time stopping still I could not hope to see over that hill| To see that life without you is a slow crawl.
Your body rots with my soul. You have died and left only no. You were once all -- but now are a hole. When I breathe again, your memory will go.