TOO SHALLOW, July 2024
“They said, you’ll get used to this too.”
Years passed;
I didn’t.
“They said, don’t fear, it’s all rehearsed.”
My lines I should have studied;
I didn’t.
All of it lingers, hazy in my mind
I never bothered with the details
Their grief was far too shallow to unwind
I never took them seriously enough to intertwine our tails