Sitting watching television,
Episode 1, Episode 2, Episode 3 and so onMemories and corridors that needed to be walked
Doors opened; beds sat by.
Episode-related to;
memories come torrenting back
memories of those gone,
memories of those gone,
friends lost and too many funerals.
The pain that lies within rises, rises
By the time it arrives in the throat it has no sound
Tears come, cascading, but no sound.
The mouth contortioned, 'Baconesque' style,
A fear that if it was more than a controlled, quiet, acknowledgement,
the torrent would come, and come, and come and never stop.
Sit still, if you don’t move it will go away
By the time it arrives in the throat it has no sound
Tears come, cascading, but no sound.
The mouth contortioned, 'Baconesque' style,
moving, anguished,
around and around and around, no sound.
A blubber.
A fear that if it was more than a controlled, quiet, acknowledgement,
the torrent would come, and come, and come and never stop.
Sit still, if you don’t move it will go away
Tears recede,
contortion slows,
catatonic rigidity subsides.
till the next time
till the next time
Friends lost.
Too many
funerals attended
Too many
funerals attended
