Monday, May 24, 2010


I planted this Bleeding Heart for you. It was a gift in your memory from neighbors.
I missed you today terribly. My heart hurt. My tears burned. I have no one to share the deep hurt of your passing.
You cut off all the people who knew you. Your family, anyone who might have called you friend. Posters on the web. Aside from me and God you died alone. No one to mourn your passing.
We are born alone and naked we die that way.
Keep calling.

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