I think my heart is broken
It hurts me all the time
It stutters when it should thump
Crackles like safety glass
My right knee is numb
along the right side down
from owl to beanstalk inked in black
And green, and yellow.
Is it possible to have psychosomatic symptoms
if you’re aware of them?
**
I sat in my Comet (Mercury Caliente, 1965. Sublime)
for hours, for days listening to a’ha
Take on me
He surprised me with the cassette tape only
days before his death. I wore out two copies
but only kept the one.
I always cry when I hear it.
Pavlovian response, or grief?
***
I’m several days without crying
And can’t figure out why. Days at the beach
Love, and love and love.
A raven whispering messages, and
quorking on the deck.
Superheroes viewed from recliners,
in the dark. Dinner out. Sangria. Cake.
Happiness is as strong as grief.
****
I see a picture. Tears come
buckets. A whole sea of them
My heart is broken.
My knee is numb.
I am happy, still, sometimes, in any event.
