The Grammar of Grief

My breath catches

when i have to

use your

name

And I find myself

reaching forward

with my tongue

and backward

with my lips

Like a game

where the absence

of presence

in the present

is due to the presence

of absence

in the past

Is was better?

or

Was is better?

Either way,

they walk on

oblivious

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