Poem Found (June 11, 2017) While Cleaning My Apartment
My prison died
September 4th, 2015
at home in his bed–
not completely alone,
but in another room.
October 18th, 2015,
I am still asking myself
“how do you mourn chains?”
without mourning yourself.
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wonderful. and what depth in such a short line…
Indeed, how does one mourn chains without mourning one’s self?
Those last three lines!