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words overflow the chalice of never-again's and dispair,
and of memories and gratitude in this head.
splashing emotions all over the walls, everywhere I stare
in disbelief,
as I lay in bed.
after a captive, sleepless night,
utterances dewing petals in a field two lost feet wander.
there's run-off rolling down my face,
flood waters carving winding path
somehow landing everywhere but on the barren page wasteland,
even with help of moist ink in pen,
as I try to say, dad,
how badly I'm going to miss you.
how greatly you deserved
a better last chapter.
how truly you are loved
with all this heart.
and all I want to thank you for..
send it with clarity to where you carry on,
besides within my jumbled inside -
a residency death cannot change,
nor other cruelties of time can evict
and yet it's innate I must call out to you
to be understood and to understand, dad -

to find a way to say physical good byes till the next life.