Sunday, November 9, 2014

adaequatio

Is it possible to adjust to your loss,
to adapt to a life without your
presence, as if the absence of you
could ever be brought to any kind

of balance, which could equal that
place, where you were a part of my
life, and when there was no hollow,
echoed place of sorrow, no sense of

an eternal grieving, as if my heart
had been made empty, in a instant,
so that it could toll relentlessly in
helpless raging and keening at

the void within, which still kept
slowly breathing, in waiting for
the moment of your return, when
mind could nod slowly and accept

that yet again, adaequatio existed?

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About rosross

Editor, writer, poet.
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