Of Widowhood
Blood shot eyes from endless stream of tears
Unfathomable thoughts of denial
Questionable words to celestial bodies and gods Irrational musings aimed at nothing
The total stripping of aided beauty
The sudden chastity commanded and demanded
From the inside to the outside
Seeming endless days of incarceration
The constant haunting dreams
Presumed doubts of ‘the’ occurrence
The feared bullying from kin, unbecoming
The new vacuum in our hearts and beds
The registered absence-forever,
Of ‘the other half’
The final acceptance of death’s handiwork.
