Tea party
How long could we have wrapped our anxieties in familiarity, and kept our boat going? One look and I saw death trailing beneath. Sorry, I looked back again, For I was beginning to heal I was beginning to feel the anxiety Beneath all the familiarity. I invited my anguish for tea, with us And death came in too For it was inevitable And you were gone as we three had tea, together. And I complained about you, all that time. How you didn't sit with death. For it was our home And death was all but a visitor But I saw you leave. With death, came clarity And you were gone by autumn Though the marcescence in me remembers