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