Autumn ducked into the year quickly
on cold hard winds
A chill in the air
these winds out of nowhere
anticipated, yet unforeseen
just the way you left us
Silent, bristling stranger
your face impatient
cutting through broken silence
like broken glass through worn gray silk
A momentary admission:
impending cold,
this barrenness coming for us
And you recede
your body gone, abandoned
like a cracked eggshell
your death
your nearly invisible birth
this added element: absence
someone missing, something
A singular dark day subtracting itself
from a week
Lone autumn day,
trees suddenly deciduous
Reduction to shadows,
of shadows and intangible nuances
The meaning of that look in your eye
as you crushed her hand in yours
no words given
The only sound
the machines all around you
reminding us:
new additions, new subtractions
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