It Breaks Me

I woke up the morning after David Bowie passed away and had this in mind almost complete.  I was thinking of grief and the nature of it in many forms for different reasons.  Whether it’s lost love, deceased loved ones, abandoned ambitions, or something else one has had to let go of, it rarely happens in isolation with no recurrence.

It breaks me.

Unsuspected moments
ambushed little essences
of you

I stumble into them
my heart implodes again
over you

It breaks me

For a minute

I repair

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