atomic weight

grief is specific

atoms cloud–

swallow. nuthatch.
unsteady fawn.

–around the need
to be bound
as things they’ll never know.

we are atoms. we are

so much          empty space

to be the thing

these words have       no weight.

we know this is a lie.


[Some of the spacing doesn’t translate to the web. Also, I swear I’m not as sad as this. Really. –GM]

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