Of course I've talked
to people about youand your death but
the only person I really
want to talk to is you.
This conversation
that cannot happen
perpetuates grief,
as a cold May keeps
Winter alive. That's
all right. I prefer
feeling the cold
and the ache of loss
to feeling nothing,
to "moving on," as they say.
I prefer not to surrender
in the face of life's and death's
obliteration of people.
No, not yet: I still want
to feel the loss of you.
hans ostrom 2023
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