I am afraid,
in a way I haven't been before.
I am afraid
of the way people fall out of the sky,
I am afraid
of the way people disappear into the sea
without saying goodbye;
Suddenly the loss
feels like a snake
slithering from across the room;
venom in his blood
and names on his tongue.
I am afraid
of the way people find themselves
at the bottom of the barrel.
And I
am scraping
at the end of it.
RIP Mr. Robin Williams.
(July 21, 1951 – August 11, 2014)
The first loss I have known.