Also Mutants

Grieve For Minutes

7-17-17

The tone of your voice
says something's wrong,
and you haven't even spoken yet.
It's as if a lifted curse
is about to resettle
and blow out a candle.
Let's promise not to look around,
wondering who might be next,
and only take minutes to grieve
before giving in to
nuanced celebrations:
a life was muted, but
we weren't, so respect.
Maybe we can push it
farther up the horizon;
we know it's coming but
it doesn't have to be today.