Anticipating Valentine’s Day: Lachrymose Lines

On Private Collections

That there is but one of you
ever to be found in the world:
suddenly I understand museums,
which ever seemed as living mausoleums.

Despite Warnings of Arduous Respiration

So you are gone.  And yet
my life goes on;
I breathe just fine without you:
Inhaling takes no effort or thought
(you just cross my mind before I breathe out)

On Cerebral Lesions

Were each neuron destroyed
that fires a thought of you,
my brain would be Swiss cheese
long ere the job were through.

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