you just hurt, that's all

when you do not grieve
the loss of the butterfly
against the windscreen
you lose something
of the beauty
of person-ness



for how can it be
that a one could go
and another remain
without some pause
to stop the endless race
to the next
lying pleasantness

do not ever wrap
the bulbous sore of is
with the lying frosting
of tomorrow
or the more insidious
philosophy curse

be broken at this chance
be rent and prone
be the sadness of bombs
in the thick night sky

stay husband stay
stay beyond eons
and eternities

grieve world grieve
that the one who was here
is not here
and the one alighting
passed beyond

turn your laughter to tears
turn your jocund rills to dirges
be ever sad
for the beauty
that is gone

for grief never lies
for pain never relents
and any beauty
there ever was
is born of that cocoon truth
called sadness

stay husband stay
stay beyond idleness
and regret

at last do not
ever shun
that holy vanguard
hurt
but steep
in her fragrance
and bask
in her honey-sweet honesty

for this one gone
is your lost child
is your lost husband
is your lost mother
and you just hurt

that's all