Judith passed in her sleep at home
3AM
I wake at 8AM. Fitting it is a cloudy day.
Very likely I am on hiatus processing the shock of the new.
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I wake at 8AM. Fitting it is a cloudy day.
Very likely I am on hiatus processing the shock of the new.
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She disappeared into summer's dead dark morning
The brooks in Austria were frozen, icy to hold, and she frozen
Tropical Hawaiian magic, the Innsbruck airport is deserted, empty and she goes to the beach to wait my arrival
California disfigured the public statues of June; fleece from St. Nick red like a wound
The mercury in the mouth of the biting cold morning was fat gray fog
What instruments we have, accept as true, agree, radar, science from satellites, horoscopes and behavior of cats
The death dark cold and after midnight
In bed, at home, husband sleeping
She sleeps with the smile, quarter grimace
From life, from pain, from existence in human form
A caryatid no more, a Warrior Maiden forever
A struggle in doing it alone but I think the struggle is good.