grief compounding

Some people grieve publically

Differently confused do so in denial

Bled hearts get logic out of grief,

Others make it

And faters find peace in the rest

even though you can’t make amends with the dead

Mothers, especially, rush to raise the subject:

desperate architects of heart collapsed.

While grown-aparts grapple with the envy

that brings the west coast back midwest

Baptist priests cross chests three thousand times

for the soul that didn’t believe

and in a lifetime, and far beyond –

None stop processing

Grief, meanwhile, dives deep into itself

Black hole eating black hole

infinite incomprehensible tear-streaked smiles, swirling

into the concept of nothing at all