For the Fortunate Soul of Another

Her widening silence opens a valve

Draining the colors,

The once deathless sounds of the world

~

Steep walls of grey

Arc into a ceiling

Siphoning, courageous shades of blue

~

This glimmering loss

Will flood out the gutters,

Welling up

In the fortunate soul of another

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Keeping the world immersed in stanza.