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Leaving someone behind

Submitted: November 10, 2006

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Submitted: November 10, 2006



Constant tirade,

Wave upon wave of subconscious streams

Mix and bubble to the surface

In communicated word;

It is all I can do to stop myself from weeping


Casual glances and sidelong stares

-They all stare at the girl,

Make comments in the tongues of their mothers

About her hair, her reddened eyes,

Her buttocks


I fancy myself making up

A dramatic monologue for this girl

-Airported and discharged,

Frazzled and shaken

-But I cannot, that would be hypocrisy


I cannot lie, I burn on the inside, hiding my grief,

Wrapping it up in sinews and muscle, pretending not to feel

7.30 Irish time: then, I can weep;

Unburden myself on people whose lives have continued these past two weeks

While mine froze


A particular phrase, an accent,

The haunting taste of peppa dews brings it all back upon me;

But I wait.

Those who grieve alone are perhaps the most lonely,

But I am not alone.


Some spark of humanity in a little girl,

Who did not understand why the lady in the seat next to her

Was crying,

Placed her hand around a tissue,

And offered.

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