Two Weeks Ago in Kansas City

 
Dead air.  Dead stillness     in your
         hospice bed.        Dead peace.......
Is
death really   peace as many claim to know,
           dear daughter, my dear child?
A father
              chokes and howls in an
                                     unchecked
                  mind/soul/Heart's     pandemonium,
        with hands on your
                                      cold arm.......

Dead peace, indeed...............
still
       choking and wailing
                      a fortnight later


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