Losing Daughter, Losing Touch, Losing Fate

Running out of words to
aptly describe the utter
horror of one's child
spinning away,lost to eternity.

I hate to wear out
those words, hate to
wear out the time it
takes to rail at eternity

a slow moving blitzkrieg
dropping incendiaries onto
semi-innocent hearts.
too much, too much.

Running out of words,
old fool? May be time to
shutthfuck up until one's
Personal Eternity loses an'other

Vivid, dear,  personality -

Your person being profoundly absent, missed, gone,
           dear Chylde, dear Love, dear Pain



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