I learned years ago
I can’t afford
Expectations.
My mother is long gone.
The sharp sting of loss,
The abysmal Death of
Loneliness,
I learned to seek solace in myself.
People in my life–
Ships sailing aimlessly, disappearing in
Darkness,
Departure swift and steady as Arrival;
always fleeting.
I steady myself.
Can’t rely on fickle foundations
that break me down.
